rappers step ya game up Flowless wanksta Kazi spray chumps wit out the kater [Verstyle] ??.and the mac tucked under the denim If you a pimp why ya cake wit ya
will try ta kill ya You couldn't have told me nothin' back then But now I feel ya... I feel ya... Now I'm twenty-two and finally got a grip on life It
lava, to heat up the chatta Heat up ya mat'ta, then go stick her daughter I oughta, joe cocker your opera Crowd rock ya, I make you scream "oooh
Detroit Deep within Zug Island's industrial waste depository It's Shaggy time Hey, how ya' doin' down there? On top, I see ya, alright Waddup ya'll?
Swisher Sweet Sweetly stretch the dope up on the blunts and pass the shit to me Lick it break it twist it hit it light it that's that bombin' hay Inhale
game don't wait All my homies that next to me hustlin' (Hustlin') ???ause they (The game) Know the game don't wait No, the game don't wait (Game don
quick to bill a cap, but it had to be a jack type move Real cool, yeah, that's how he thought we was Use ta kick it everyday, smokin' out on that bud
'netha dela it turn me ta killer Say it's a shame 'cause Wayne an untamed guerrilla Ya got the dope and ya-ya you drop it like it burn I get that rope
ta nap Young nigga play it raw, raw - X ya bitch ass out Me and my nigga Rat quick ta run up in ya house Fuck it, I goes out 'cause it's in me my nigga
Boo Like that bad ass bitch in Dead Presidents Add on, the billboard sloan Check it now, you get the gold dick award It's like jail, and it's the sixth
' nothin' but ki's and up Rattin', I gotcha, I'm lookin' for ya with MAC-10's ta pop ya You never thought that I would do that ta stop ya That lil' man
gangg O thirty-one blood Ya'll niggas do your thang You got 2 felonies Fuck it, go out wit a bangg Ya'll niggas wanna hangg Wit niggas that fitlthy rich They aint even got ta
. dick, Craig B, Hope nigga So, bitch, get ya mind right I thought I told ya So, bitch, get ya mind right I thought I told ya Kane and Abel, skull duggery
'Fore a Holly Grove nigga run all in your set So much love for them niggas out that Y 17 That Holly Grove in affect, its all good It goes, check it '
beyond dope You suckers all scope and hope to cope but nope Cause I can never let em on top of me I play em out like a game of monopoly Let us beat around
is I thrown ya, scold ya, Jones ya, I tried to warn ya You was wack since I known ya, fake as a cubic zirconia What did I just show ya, real lyrics doggone ya
, I guess I gots ta prove it Ya cruisin' for a bruisin' if ya bite it when I use it See I'm quick to shoot the giff, and if ya tryin' ta stop it I got
I got home I seen them motherfuckers And they ass was in the red, I got to flashin' I tell ya, bitch these niggaz I tell ya Shit I tell ya, shit shit
