One Lyrics

One lyrics

I finally figured it out that haters' mouths is used for suckin'
Suckin'

You niggas paper weights
Y'all don't wanna f**k with the great
Fakin' moves like you wantin somethin - get it straight
Cause one mistake'll get this muthaf**ka aired out
You niggas better recognize this is Brad's house
I put the mic down to give you other rappers a chance
But all you niggas wanna write about is dance
I tell another nigga 'bout your mama
So I'll be forced to bring you back the raw shit
The hardships of growin' up
Stuck in the hood
Broke as f**k, out to hustle
Facin life struggle
And havin' nightmares about gettin' big scrilla
And that's the type of sh*t that turn these mama boys to killers
On the realer, it's a nigga comin' back for the streets
Cause this bullshit I been hearin in the rap game is weak
You got these killas on your payroll
I'm doin it out of love
But if you cross me I'm f**kin' you up
I keep a ?????
I'm a nigga in destroyer mode
I squeeze it once you blow you out of your soul
Who's the ??boss?? in this rap shit?
I let my opposition judge me
But if push came to shove they couldn't budge me
Cause I'm ugly with styles identical to none
I'm tellin' you: Don't f**k with me, nigga, I ain't the one

I ain't the one
These niggas better recognize the realest
Keep a loaded .45 inside for protection...

I'm a .45 packer, niggahoe subtractor
BLACKA BLACKA BLACKA
Nigga, back up!
I'm a bad actor
With no respect for the nigga haters
I kill a muthaf**ka stiff cause he's a traitor
I ain't a player
I got my stripes from these streets
I'm a killa
That's probably why at night I can't sleep
I strike a match and watch a muthaf**ka burn
That's just treatment ??? you f**kin' worm
 
I'm the Don Corleone
Y'all niggas is phony
I put that on my mob and my goddamn homies
Recognize niggas who can't be touched
If they can't be seen
I'm a lost ?????
Undestroyable by human plagues
You got a strap? I got a strap too!
You f**k with me I have to clap you!
And now you stearin down the barrel of a gun
I told you: Don't f**k with me, nigga, I ain't the one

Chorus...

Wait -
This muthaf**ka got me bend, I gots to break
Before I shoot this muthaf**ka in his face
Cause niggas on the edge don't wanna play right
So I'ma lay his as* down in broad daylight
Now what's up, bit*h, ????
?????, let me clear this muthaf**kin corner
Mayhem unlike a nigga ever seen
???? in his face all in once gettin clean
I'm dashin in my undercover ??hoo-doo??
(Who you?)
You run un on me? I gots to shoot you!
And you know me
And ain't sh*t changed but my zip code
Your ?????, I'm in a flipmode
A tip-top murderer
Comin' for you bullshitters
Squash you muthaf**kin' niggas
I ain't the one

Chorus...

Realest Niggas Down South, muthaf**kas
Don't get that sh*t twisted
Just them hoes
???
I-ight
?????
For all you fake muthaf**kas who was talkin' 'bout the first joint
Suck a nigga dick
Fake-ass ho's
Know where started it
Know where started it
Know where started it
Me, ????????????
Lay this muthaf**kas down
In broad daylight
Bit*hes be squeezin' they pistols
They wanna play fight
Me? I'm the colder
Bold-bold-bolder
Bold-bolder
Hit em from the shoulder
Puncher
Dumper dumper
You muthaf**kas talking shit
I drag him on the back of the bumper
?????? Face to M-o-b and
Can't a muthaf**ka see em ???
2000
The new millenium