I drink bizarre (repeat). May you always drink bizarre. . (ooo.. I drink bizarre). Well hi hello. How've you been?. I bet you've kept your teaching scars.
I wanna dedicate this song to my momma. Know what Im talkin about?. Happy birthday momma, happy birthday. . To all the bullshit niggaz tryin to kill us, yup.
Chorus:. I been wastin' all my time ,. Jumpin' in and out my clothes.. I been wastin' all my time,. blowin' indo out my nose.. I been wastin' all this time ,.
If you're listening.... And we go round and round. Life is just a moment in time.... (Slim Kid3). I recall being three when Sunny passed away one of the greatest.
Uh, I know you. You used to ride up high on your green steed. Usually after they come down. Fools come back around. . Sniffing out the weed. In dire need of just some.
Mystery repeats. Life got tricks but its treats too. Love my ancestry. Yo I see you. . You live with me. So i'ma live through you. Continue this beautiful cycle.
Now, who's hot who not. Tell me who rock who sell out in the stores. You tell me who flopped who copped the blue drop. Who jewels got robbed who's mostly Goldie down.
I want her to feel it in her chest. I want her to feel it in her soul. I want her to lose control. Mary, talk to 'em. . [Mary]. I. Yeah. I. You takin' a part of me.
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(INTRO). ... er, Danger Money's in the building.... It's P.C.T.... With another straight banger.... Nah, this ain't M.C. Hammer.... But I'm looking to go global,.
Intro:. Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye. Sup mayne (x25). . Chorus:. Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?) Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murda game at?) Wassup killa (sucka nigga where ya murder game at?) You talk that shit better be about it bitch!.
Hook:. . You tell me yo life and i'ma tell you mine. You show me yo ice and i'ma show you mine. And don't say money I put it all on the line. And you can't fuck with me because my nigga's is the grind.
[Pastor Troy talkin]. . 4 tha hustlaz (2x). 4 my hustlaz (2x). Aiyo, this ya boy PT right. This for all them niggaz down tha road. Everybody staying down in this mother fucking game.
(Pastor Troy). ooh, ooh, ooh. yeah, this for da clones in the ATL,. With them fake a** chains,. For all the flexy a** ni**az comin' outta Atlanta,. Verse 1.
Verse 1 Pastor Troy. I heard some bitch ass niggaz had an attitude. I eat 'em up like some motherfuckin dog food. I know it sounds rude It's suppost to.
Now who the fuck wouldn't be fucked up. In the city where crack sells and clientele never tell yo life. A nigga beats his wife, damn it's hurting me. But I can't help her man.
Verse 1: pastor troy. . If this is space age pimping. Then i'ma work for nasa. Coming up with tight ass shit. Cause this the pastor. Creep up on 'em wit laughter.
VERSE 1. What a moment You have brought me to. Such a freedom I have found in You. You're the Healer who makes all things new. Yeah, Yeah, Yeah. . CHORUS.