Pimp C, Mac Miller, Prodigy of Mobb Deep, Spark Master Tape - Tribute lyrics
[Pimp C, Mac Miller, Prodigy of Mobb Deep, Spark Master Tape - Tribute lyrics]
Watch this Bun
I'mma say this to you niggas out there who
Think this shit is cool
cause it ain't cool
Cause a lot of niggas doing a lot
Of fugazi shit out here man
Y'kno what I'm sayin?
These niggas that's flip-floppin
They pitching in they kitchens
With these boys and they doing all so
And if you gay that's cool, but be gay
And come on out and be that
Don't be standing in front of us
Acting like a straight up G
Ayo, I break bread, ribs
Hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of
Medicine and generate mills
Tour the album, only for more sales
Last name stoner, first name I'ma
Ain't nobody higher
Sippin' on some Aunt Jemima
Champagne, campaign, bubbly for the hoes
So, fill up ya glass everybody make a toast
My belly rolls thru these Beverly hills
I see my soul shortly sold
Likke a treasury bill
The thought of being old and
Broke make me mentally ill
That's why all night I'm on a roll
Till i makke me a kkill
Just to makke a lot o
Did a buck off of my
Shit and wrapped your Audi
Temperamental, I snap quick, very touchy
Ayo my attitude is all fucked
Up and real shitty
I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me
It's a new day
Fresh start like it's toothpaste
Take ya' head off you a toupee
I'm servin' bars like a soufflé
Rappers like to hate cause I'm chillin' and
I'm gettin' all my tunes played
I do me though, kick a Ronaldinho
Mean flow, wear jeans low, see my cheeks ho
Long journey to the top of a ski slope
I keep away from all these
Haters and these mean hoes
Man I kkant quit shit
Stuck in shackles searching ballads for
Sad samples and savage
Example an bad emotion and xan tablets a
Passing habit done money makkin
And backk stabbings kkill the illiterate
Literally fuckkin slit her wrist to
I don't fuck around dunny, it's most real
I gave birth to your whole style and feel
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public
Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you
Smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show and prove
Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy
For every Hennesy glass
To all my fellas that passed
To every soldier meet Jehovah just
By tryna make cash to all my kkilla gorillas
And chinchilla in villas
Realer than most of rap kkillas
Really they just flow fillers just to
I'mma say this to you niggas out there who
Think this shit is cool
cause it ain't cool
Cause a lot of niggas doing a lot
Of fugazi shit out here man
Y'kno what I'm sayin?
These niggas that's flip-floppin
They pitching in they kitchens
With these boys and they doing all so
And if you gay that's cool, but be gay
And come on out and be that
Don't be standing in front of us
Acting like a straight up G
Ayo, I break bread, ribs
Hundred dollar bills
Peel on Ducatis and other four wheels
Write a book full of
Medicine and generate mills
Tour the album, only for more sales
Last name stoner, first name I'ma
Ain't nobody higher
Sippin' on some Aunt Jemima
Champagne, campaign, bubbly for the hoes
So, fill up ya glass everybody make a toast
My belly rolls thru these Beverly hills
I see my soul shortly sold
Likke a treasury bill
The thought of being old and
Broke make me mentally ill
That's why all night I'm on a roll
Till i makke me a kkill
Just to makke a lot o
Did a buck off of my
Shit and wrapped your Audi
Temperamental, I snap quick, very touchy
Ayo my attitude is all fucked
Up and real shitty
I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me
It's a new day
Fresh start like it's toothpaste
Take ya' head off you a toupee
I'm servin' bars like a soufflé
Rappers like to hate cause I'm chillin' and
I'm gettin' all my tunes played
I do me though, kick a Ronaldinho
Mean flow, wear jeans low, see my cheeks ho
Long journey to the top of a ski slope
I keep away from all these
Haters and these mean hoes
Man I kkant quit shit
Stuck in shackles searching ballads for
Sad samples and savage
Example an bad emotion and xan tablets a
Passing habit done money makkin
And backk stabbings kkill the illiterate
Literally fuckkin slit her wrist to
I don't fuck around dunny, it's most real
I gave birth to your whole style and feel
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public
Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner
It's me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you
Smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show and prove
Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy
For every Hennesy glass
To all my fellas that passed
To every soldier meet Jehovah just
By tryna make cash to all my kkilla gorillas
And chinchilla in villas
Realer than most of rap kkillas
Really they just flow fillers just to