[Talking Intro:] The Landmine Lieutenant, in the muthafuckin' house We 'bout to do it like this... [Verse 1:] I hold the record for the most ignorant
ceelo One track mind serial hustler Cash flow I'll dust ya Quick to break a buster ya snitch bitch? No hustler faster Bentley ballin' bastard Game maker
kill!) I can tell the way you talk about these fuckin straps that you ain't never had one still so Recognise real! You know the deal (You know the deal
A man and a woman come together as strangers When they part they're usually strangers still It's like a practical joke played on us by our maker Empty
us Why they wanna test, now you rockin' with the best And my whole fam fam is the greatest Moves countin' like a calculator evaluate the master Playas operation stack your paper captivatin' money makers
to the games that you run Like the games you run unfair, we can get no fair one 'Cause we was dealt the bad hand from the jump And we can't deal, so we
, everywhere I'm bubbling, you bubble gum Chew you up, spit you out, nigga, cause I'm troublesome And if they lyrical then what the fuck am I? The maker
I really can't deal with another war story Bredders in my face with a fist full of paper Tryin? to make out they're a big money maker Talkin? all loud
insecure and like to talk a lot of shit But don't mistake 50 in a 90 and I do freak stuff? The square root is threesome, so what's the deal [Chorus]
they talk to ya, oh your the town man high profile hollywood scum-bag it's a done deal, signed and sealed deal makers making it all happen when you plan
fucking ocean oh they talk to ya, oh your the town man high profile hollywood scum-bag it's a done deal, signed and sealed deal makers making it all happen
So if somebody was to take my freedom away I would hate that Therefore if I got any problem, all I'd have to do is ring my guy And he'll deal with it
I was an outcast, outsider, trouble maker A lost soul, outta control, in danger Didn't have a care in the world, my feelings were numb Never showin' emotion
now, how you gonna fee when you see the six triple-o wheels start to peel suave dog appeal y'all know the deal if you don't, ask my man Y-dog he'll tell
your eyes Made some of the lies worth believing I am the eye in the sky, looking at you I can read your mind I am the maker of rules, dealing with fools
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact I'd love to be another funk front runner But first we gotta deal with the fronters So I can't go on, it
can't afford free speech (Mood, mood, mood, someone's funkin' with the mood) Mood control is designed to render funkable ideas Brought to you by the makers
Da 5'9"] Pimp game got it goin from the first line Chain plenty hang time, yeah [Blade Icewood] G-4 plane flyin, '05 Range drivin If the deal ain't