P-O-P mayn, ghetto affiliates Willie what's up baby uh, 3-2 it go down mayn (it go down, Mr. Mr. fucking your sister You know me, ok what's up with it
skyline from my shower I'm feeling like a gun with a bag of gun powder Pow pow I'm higher than Mr. Childs Fresh from the bottom of the ant pile. Weezy! (Chorus) (Verse 2
- Gudda Gudda] So I woke up at the crack of dawn, a lot going through my mind while I stretch and yawn Its a love-hate thing, but my heart is torn, man
tryna pay, let's go So I'm sittin' here right now man, it's June 3rd, 2:08 a.m. Nigga, I won't say win, lose or draw man We congratulate you already
kind, and you dress so fine Like my diamond on my chain, you shine so bright now. [Chorus 2] [Verse 3 - Nicki Minaj] Hey yo Sean, you Mr. Kingston You
[Verse 3: Baby Cham] Jamaica get screw, tru greed an glutton Politics manipulate and press yutes button But we rich now ,so dem caan tell man notin
[Chorus: Kardinal Ofishall & Pusha-T] Set It Off (Ohh Ohh Ehh!) Fire Me Up (4x) Hold It Down (Ohh Ohh Ehh!) Yeah That?s It (4x) [Verse 2: Pusha-T] Pusha, Re-Up
niggas to men Chorus (3-2) My nigga you a ho to me Boy you done went off on me Runnin round with the fakin and hatin I'ma blast if you run up on me
nigga have no luck at all But because I be in my 'Lac chillin They stereotype me, thinkin im into crack sellin Man im windy city 2-20, anybody chin checker 3
to me And the Cristal poppin It aint shit to me Bitches out boppin Aint shit to me It aint shit to me, aint shit to me [Verse 2] Man, hold up, got too
up against some mo' shit Because the five-o's done jumped in my face with some hoe shit Tried to mix a nigga up in a homicide Said I shot a muthafucka
from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side I'm like what the f*** you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me Lorna died It f***ed me up so much
big tune more fire dem a preach (HA!) When man pull up and di tire dem a screech whole heap a excitement when dem find out seh we reach Now, when, big man
shine, yeah man Shoul ain't my friend, lawd, have mercy Can't even look in my eye, yeah man Guess what? Next up is the haters They test up but get ate
seeing, to lames Who was afraid of change If my middle finger could speak then I say the same man I stay my name....call me legacy bitch Mr. Sweetheart
I give it on the arm you can get it from me Cuz if prices was any cheaper y'all be sellin' it for free Paid 2-3 sell it for 2-2-5 McDonald's is makin
