[pretty boy] My peoples is watching you, watching me Lots of envy and hate is what it got to be I heard you tryin’ to destroy my whole monopoly But if I take it to your face, you ’gon cop a plea I know it, but it’s cool, I know to watch you close And if it comes to extremes I always got my toast But you don’t know that I know that you’s a evil nigga Cuz I’m laughin’ and frontin’ like I believe you, nigga You be thinkin’ you fresh in your moschino wear And if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be nowhere Huh, even ya crew knows you just too soft I’m just waitin’ for the right time to cut you off, for real So keep thinkin’ forever you’ll be down But if you know this ’bout you, you betta kill me now I’m sayin’ 50 percent of my niggaz think it’s them And if you think it ain’t you, you betta think again Uh...
1 - niggaz I roll with Niggaz I stole with Niggaz that hold shit Niggaz that blow chicks, can you feel me baby? (when you inside me pretty) Can I trust you baby? (I never lie pretty) Plus you stay jiggy (you keep me fly pretty) And i’mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby And i’mma take you on some trips to the sky baby And no matter what we do (ya know ya mine baby)
[foxy brown] If it ain’t my dogs, I ain’t fuckin’ with ’em, shit Bitches ain’t my crew? I ain’t fuckin’ with ’em Think I trust y’all canivin’ bitches, starvin’ bitches Always got ya eyes on my wrist-ass bitches Think cuz a bitch rap I won’t lay out bitches Down with the 4 pound, and spray out bitches Everything ain’t rap, y’all is some snake-ass bitches I ain’t playin’ with all y’all hoes, ok, y’all bitches? Swing back through the hood, got the game back Niggaz front the bodega, yellin’ "fox get ya name back, baby" Brooklyn nigga, bet our stash you Young chicks ballers since tailors and lee patches, ’member that? Quarter juices, 3 quarter buy my gooses Two finger rings with ya two-tone jeans, frontin’ like it’s nuthin’ When everybody was born, now ya hold’s fallin’ And wanna knock ’me for mines
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[pretty boy] Uh, now I wonda, am I at my peak? Is it just a dream or are they really after me? Is it real? you never know what lies ahead of you I’m kinda young but my heart beats irregular What do I do? do I sit here and die slow? They tried to kill me mixin’ angeldust and hydro’ My eyes closed, what I’m sayin’ must be sinkin’ in And if it didn’t nigga, take ya time and think again Uh...
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Copy to Clipboard: [pretty boy] My peoples is watching you, watching me Lots of envy and hate is what it got to be I heard you tryin’ to destroy my whole monopoly But if I take it to your face, you ’gon cop a plea I know it, but it’s cool, I know to watch you close And if it comes to extremes I always got my toast But you don’t know that I know that you’s a evil nigga Cuz I’m laughin’ and frontin’ like I believe you, nigga You be thinkin’ you fresh in your moschino wear And if it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t be nowhere Huh, even ya crew knows you just too soft I’m just waitin’ for the right time to cut you off, for real So keep thinkin’ forever you’ll be down But if you know this ’bout you, you betta kill me now I’m sayin’ 50 percent of my niggaz think it’s them And if you think it ain’t you, you betta think again Uh...
1 - niggaz I roll with Niggaz I stole with Niggaz that hold shit Niggaz that blow chicks, can you feel me baby? (when you inside me pretty) Can I trust you baby? (I never lie pretty) Plus you stay jiggy (you keep me fly pretty) And i’mma treat you like my fifth on my side baby And i’mma take you on some trips to the sky baby And no matter what we do (ya know ya mine baby)
[foxy brown] If it ain’t my dogs, I ain’t fuckin’ with ’em, shit Bitches ain’t my crew? I ain’t fuckin’ with ’em Think I trust y’all canivin’ bitches, starvin’ bitches Always got ya eyes on my wrist-ass bitches Think cuz a bitch rap I won’t lay out bitches Down with the 4 pound, and spray out bitches Everything ain’t rap, y’all is some snake-ass bitches I ain’t playin’ with all y’all hoes, ok, y’all bitches? Swing back through the hood, got the game back Niggaz front the bodega, yellin’ "fox get ya name back, baby" Brooklyn nigga, bet our stash you Young chicks ballers since tailors and lee patches, ’member that? Quarter juices, 3 quarter buy my gooses Two finger rings with ya two-tone jeans, frontin’ like it’s nuthin’ When everybody was born, now ya hold’s fallin’ And wanna knock ’me for mines
Repeat 1
[pretty boy] Uh, now I wonda, am I at my peak? Is it just a dream or are they really after me? Is it real? you never know what lies ahead of you I’m kinda young but my heart beats irregular What do I do? do I sit here and die slow? They tried to kill me mixin’ angeldust and hydro’ My eyes closed, what I’m sayin’ must be sinkin’ in And if it didn’t nigga, take ya time and think again Uh...
Repeat 1 until fade
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