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metta world peace - g-sleaze lyrics

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i was runnin to the stands
fighting wit the fans
use the hate to motivate
finna be the new plan

try and test me
world peace finna end
sh*ttin on n*ggas
need get some depends

n*gga pass me the ball
im finna shoot that b*tch
and if i dont make that sh*t
im finna sell that brick

throw his shoe in the crow
go and get that sh*t
talk crazy if you want
get a n*gga head split

interview myself
f*ck the rest these n*ggas
tell em t me up
ill slap the official
they talked down on me
im the best of you n*ggas
captain save a hoe
better come rescue these n*ggas

mr shun thats my n*gga
you should already know
we stayed down in lansing
d*mn near f*cked on all the hoes

got a bossed up bad b*tch
she turning up her nose
f*ck a free throw we in the league
but ball for the pros

double tap from the back
she den hit a c note
b*tch playin wit her nose
i been playin wit her throat

bubble coat in the summer
on my b*tch she too cold
she know im mr wavy
she trynna hop on the boat

this that ray flow
they know im boolin
hit her out the window
day show im foolin
city ride in the whip
seat back im coolin
money talk my discussion
you know im fluent

sn*tch the beat straight from face
so you know they suing

im out the way mia
they wanna know wan know what im doin

i see you work that 9*5
enrolled in the payroll
tap my essays
write you some pesos

swear i met this bad italian chick
that i want to have my kids
reevaluate my game i ran
i ain’t have enough rizz

mr malice in the palace
finna get a beatdown
you a real life goofy
just a f*cking street clown
im sh*ttin on n*ggas
talking dookie streak brown
you been talking to a boss
im the head that wears the crown

this beat hypnotic
my flow melodic
tell them n*ggas catch a wave
im gone head and ride it

think im french montana
tell her dont stop pop it
she say my name in a way
got me feelin erotic

i’m bat sh*t crazy
beating n*ggas, bruce wayne
strapped up
running to that bag, usain

masked up
gimme yo sh*t, boonk gang

bad b*tch trippin on me
like shoe strings

pull up in my draws
ain’t no time to get dressed
game 7 album coming out
i ain’t stressed

sleaze what you talking bout
these n*ggas trynna guess
this that metta world peace
this that ron artest

- g sleaze lyrics

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