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lil 1 2 dead – still on a mission lyrics

[verse 1]
on the late mission for some -ss
i had to pull over and get me some gas
and some rubbers and some drank
let me count my bank, to see if i get some m-th- f-ckin dank
oh let me think about with b-tch i’m going f-ck
a poorless b-tch with the willing to suck
my d-ck grow quick without saying sh-t
because i’m the gangsta -ss n-gg- from the dogg pound click
that n-gg- hd dogg man, my n-gg- snoop dogg half on the sack
i gots five, so that makes ten
so we got a dime sack, and bide of gin (well ight)
and a n-gg- got drunk as f-ck
now is time for me to go and get my d-ck sucked
a fine b-tch that i meat the other day
rollin in my six tray down mlk
on the eastside of the lbag and hch, but hold a wait
let me elevate my game for this humble
i gives a f-ck because i told you so
ha, ha

[chorus x2]
im still on a mission
and i mobbing like a m-th- f-cka every day
im still on a mission
and i’m swerving my tray down mlk

[verse 2]
now it all comes back to me
before i was an og, i was a bg
way back in eighty threezy
i puttin it down for the eastside of lbc seezy
21st is where we hung that night
a we squabble any n-gg- that wanted to fight
and if a n-gg- really wanted to trip
i got a nine with an extra clip on my hip
get yo -ss off the block, before i pop you with my glock
and take your sack of rocks
you i don’t gots no love for yo -ss
hurry up n-gg- move fast
before i had second thoughts about braking you off
and half dead is straight killing you soft
i be sh-r-, to break you off proper
i beat yo azz down like you were cooper
you know why

[chorus x2]
im still on a mission
and i mobbing like a m-th- f-cka every day
im still on a mission
and i’m rolling my tray down mlk

[verse 3]
you better watch yourself, while i’m slagin these rhymes
im coming with the douser and the funky lines
real fast, i blast and take yo cash
so hurry up and move that azz and dash
to the stage, i’m getting page
like a lonely n-gg- with a gage, on the front page
of the papers, you caught the vapors
when you heard i pulled the capers and now i’m making papers
in 1994 f-ck a ho, my n-gg-z on the row tony slow with yo
no n-gg- try to see me, i’m a bg
coming from the eastside of lbc seezy
im a god d-mn fool
a young -ss bg way back coming from the old school
i don’t mean to be this n-gg- and like i told you before i’m still on a mission

[chorus x5]
im still on a mission
and i mobbing like a m-th- f-cka every day
im still on a mission
and i’m rolling my tray down mlk

- lil 1 2 dead lyrics

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