and locked down cause when a nigga catch a case he don't tell you how it really is just ask the nigga in his cell them niggaz ain't real [CHORUS:]
you drankin shorty? Pop that Henn roll somethin let's get this party started I roll with Bad Boys (Bad Boy) we like them bad girls (bad girls) Them fast girls, them
that you ain't know that you was high-cappin Runnin off at the lip - here's a tip bitch! Backhands and combinations, they don't miss I don't discriminate
, but I ain't It ain't because I want to, it's because I can't I'mma getcha but I ain't goin' into it 'Cause ain't nothin' to it but to do it See it
m surprised I ain't dead I guess the good die young I put a hole in a nigga head, fuck why run from a lazy motherfucker cause he flashed his gun We ain't
ain't never happened touch it a lot of niggaz focued on they candy paints and that was in the grills, steering wheels and grand but I ain't trippin' out
't give a damn, we don't give a fuck Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit Don't start no shit, it won't be
smirk Bitches on the waste can't serve 'em ROC without Jay won't work? Shit like we ain't here, actin' like SP ain't here How ya'll niggaz can't see
So when niggaz get hit, they be cryin' screamin', lyin', bleedin' From that iron steamin' And I ain't tryin' to hear that bullshit, I ain't mean it Niggaz
get yo gats out niggaz fo all you wacked out niggaz bitch made batched out niggaz jaw jacked out niggaz I'm not gonna to patch out niggaz these niggaz don't
, I won't try, bullets fly, drive-by, don't let it slide, do or die, you an I, slide by, catch them niggaz off my side, wit nothin to hide body
chickens and thugs It ain't no bitch in this industry that flow like me Matter fact, it ain't to many niggaz that can see me For sure I've been none
My niggaz, my hood, so you cowards betta fear Man you hoes don't wanna clown man you hoes don't wanna clown, man you hoes don't wanna clown If you
since (45) my weapon is long enough to bury you with whatever you benchin (46) I ain't friendly - I don't talk (47) You can never attempt to, diss me (49) for nobody who ain't
best, my spit - I'm sick, it's my shit Try to get slick and niggaz is gettin' hit You don't want that do you? It comes back to you And I ain't even
nuts (nuts) UGK "4 Life" nigga (nigga), none shife nigga (nigga) And you can get it by the pistol or the knife nigga (nigga) No more days bitch, I ain't
tee Black joggin' pants but ain't no runnin' in my black tee I'm in all black so I get more shine off my gold teeth Ain't no hatin' 'cause real niggaz
king of the trill, woodgrain gripping From the land of candy paint, where them boys ain't tripping See, Texas is the home of Screw music and drank Coming down blowing swishas, on them
