, Excuse me, pardon it's time for a session, We press on heading on up to the top section, Everybody is invited, I prefer those heavy hitters, You know
another day is passed you know the P-Town Ballers we was built to last [Richter] Now everybody come and gather around It's story tellin time bout a kid
mind But I just hold back 'cause we ain't beefin' like that He ain't B.I.G. and I ain't 'Pac And we just eatin' off rap, one love To everybody who knows my story
J The rest is still bein written like a biography Don't think you know my story, cause there's too much to tell Just know that I've been underground
I know That I know that you a liar liar liar liar Let a grand hang out, let a grand hang out Dip deep into your pockets, let a grand hang out Let a grand
king" shit, know what I'm sayin'? On the cool y'know.. young nigga T.I. jumped out there said he was the king of the south He ruffled a whole lotta niggaz
a new prenumera a new super lego with the penum of breger seas I see u niggas be hatin so the next time u see me don't speak now u know u know not to
wood (shit) just got a splinter You's a beginner, a novice, a rookie How you got bricks when you can't cop a cookie? We after paper, you after the nookie
here's a little story that must be told About two young brothers who got so much soul They takin total control, of the body and brain Flyin high in the sky, on a
neck neck arm weigh your head Move a A-Bomb, get drunk and paint the whole town red Fuck a 5-0, hydro and perfume bottles Blow a hole through an avocado
Playa hating me detrimental, better watch what you say This dream team bout green, BB King on my two way Telling me, E.S.G. let me do a story on your
your flow, and I'm proud to be all that I know Q-B-O-R-O, nigga who I'd die for, survive war How we came a long way in solidarity Don't let nothing try
s reunited with the team He was gone for a while, but back in the swing of things Amazing Chico, a king to his trade Known as Bernie B. on 9-1-7 Bass
eventually Trooping out of state for a plate knowledge of coke was cooked without the garbage we'd all have the top dollars Imagine everybody flashin
Listen while Nas saves his hood from the most cowardest rappers (Nas) He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile Depressed has a complex his mouth
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared Many a bitch, represents, and is led Whichever way no I'm not gay and really don't give a fuck bout
'm Barry White In the night, pack em' tight,c all a fight, T.K.O. We got mo', you ain't know, numero, uno, Keep a O we burnin slow, we optimo, y'all swisher