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Philly's Most Wanted
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Radikal
Lyricist:Al'baseer Holly, Chad Hugo, Pharrell Williams, Joel Witherspoon
Yo, everybody get down, yo, you can't be mad at us, man We just doin' what you doin' you know, doin' us Niggaz wanna hate and all that shit man, everybody get down There's a lot of money out here, get your hands on it Uhh, uhh, Most Wanted, you got to lay down, come on
I'm that nigga who you wanna be Not y'all record deal, hot cars, only fuck pop stars Radikal bitches, tongue pierced and the pussy If I fall for the bitch let me fall don't push me
Hatin' ass nigga don't have a slick side Caught his eye lookin' my chain 'cause he don't dickride Niggaz ain't cool with Bonic niggaz fear me And talk through the song so they bitch don't hear me
What, let me find out niggaz jealous Hot yo, the best controllers what can you tell us We H O T B O Y S Taught you the shit you know, so why test us
Don't follow me that shit'll break your neck This week alone nigga I done ate your check Let my checkbook determine if I'm playin' in vain When you niggaz boo it's cool 'cause you sayin' my name Come on
Is it the way I live and I got what you tryin' a get Or do I look so good that you don't know what to do Is it the way I live and I got what you tryin' a get Or do I look so good that you don't know what to do
The cops don't wanna see my CL6 they wanna frisk me And young with this dough I get, they wanna twist me You love Mr. Hi, oh now you wanna kiss me Either dead or me doing a bit, you gone miss me
No can say or it's too much love 'cause I'm richer When I used to push them things I flip quicker Niggaz wanna twist 'cause Boobonic and Mr Are cuttin' big brothers and fuck they little sister
I hear Most Wanted this and Most Wanted that Mr. dead broke and what else Mr. can't rap Follow Mr. home with this gun on my lap And all that frontin' for your boys Will get you one in your back
Ain't my fault that my dough comes fast and your's slower Exhale like Whitney Houston and look lower And I'm next to the boat and the cocaine rowers Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Sea Red when I split your head just like Noah, nigga
Is it the way I live and I got what you tryin' a get Or do I look so good that you don't know what to do Is it the way I live and I got what you tryin' a get Or do I look so good that you don't know what to do
Yo, Lee Mr. a nigga couldn't hear me a price I'll catch a bullet for him like my chain of the rice Spit every last round I done gone for And kill you the listener if you come for
Die for the nigga that's my dog forever Ho's be like damn why y'all always together Two things that I never had us be rich And that's you and another ass bitch
Boobonic don't feed man I'll talk shit for you Tell you take cover, I swear get hit for you Get stitched up come back and spit for you Bring hot heels that make the shit boil
Ride for you homie till our bodies hit the soil Won't die for you, they got it fucked up Like chicks that need a perm their clit get touched up Peel off on the bike and pop the clutch up, what
Haters, hate on 'Cause I'm a do what the fuck is asked Haters, hate on 'Cause I'm a do what the fuck is asked
You know, niggaz don't want none man Anybody move closer, I'm telling you one thing I'm ghetto, no holster You niggaz don't want no beef, man, I'm ruby for that shit
For real, fuck you niggaz man I love bitches money and traveling And you niggaz ain't experienced that, you know You niggaz ain't experienced that, man
Y'all don't know what the fuck money is man Money is when your bank account Is the banks amount motherfucker You niggaz got stashes, I stash money
Overseas nigga, you don't want none I'm a gangster, man I'll take over your corner dressed in a suit And niggaz wanna reach I lean and sharp shoot
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