Lil 1 2 Dead - Still On a Mission lyrics

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<b>Still On a Mission</b> by <i>Lil 1/2 Dead</i><br />

On the late mission for some ass

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 mutha fuckin dank

Oh let me think about with bitch I'm going fuck

A poorless bitch with the willing to suck

My dick grow quick without saying shit

Because I'm the gangsta ass nigga from the dogg pound click

That nigga hd dogg man, my nigga 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 nigga got drunk as fuck

Now is time for me to go and get my dick sucked

A fine bitch 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 fuck because I told you so

Ha, Ha

Im still on a mission

And I mobbing like a mutha fucka every day

Im Still on a mission

And I'm swerving my tray down mlk

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 nigga that wanted to fight

And if a nigga really wanted to trip

I got a nine with an extra clip on my hip

Get yo ass 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 ass

Hurry up nigga move fast

Before I had second thoughts about braking you off

And half dead is straight killing you soft

I be shore, to break you off proper

I beat yo azz down like you were cooper

You know why

Im still on a mission

And I mobbing like a mutha fucka every day

Im Still on a mission

And I'm rolling my tray down mlk

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 nigga 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 fuck a ho, my niggaz on the row tony slow with yo

No nigga try to see me, I'm a bg

Coming from the Eastside of lbc seezy

Im a god damn fool

A young ass bg way back coming from the old school

I don't mean to be this nigga and like I told you before I'm still on a mission

Im still on a mission

And I mobbing like a mutha fucka every day

Im Still on a mission

And I'm rolling my tray down mlk