shit is bogus Giving it what I got, I won't fall Cause my all is success, so yes yes y'all I'm a give it my all, cause this is all that I got, plus "
And we aint bout all that talkin', you a dead man walking Stomp a nigga ass out, in these number 4 Jordans Got a scope on the barrell that's a hammer with a
all of these girls at my shows They loving me but I don't know why I keep calling Why I keep calling you All the models to the floor right now All the
up True T-H-U-G's and we come to kill you, kill you, kill you I think they might be scared to let me shine 'Cause I'm a righteous playa, I'm a righteous
a maniac a maniac eh so crazy how i act when i fall in love im a maniac a maniac eh gotta know if you down for me before i move one yes im a maniac when
do it like me Like a G, I hold it down for the town I'm at In a flash like that, recognize I'm back Strike a match, catch a fire, any moment I decide
her go but I love to watch her leave But I keep her running back and forth like a soccer team Cold as a winter day, hot as a summer's eve Young Money
wall in the VIP The age don't mean a thing I ain't G Ali I bring them out with no ID Them boys they bring them out like I'm T.I.P. (Chorus) Come
. niggaz But you know I pop a lot of shit but I back it up though see it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits
a little more, I gotta eat a little mo' My seed gotta grow I got a reason to flow, a reason to show What I mean is I go off like a champ, when I cling
I'll never stop I don't give a fuck If it's me against a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never stop I bust six out the roof of my Bentley
garage His lifestyle is just a little mirage He the type of cat that never had a menage Backrub, you know a little massage Tight shit you get when you
was feelin 'em Them days kept a crisp cold dollar bill on 'em I lived it out -- special delivery I spit it out -- special delivery I sniffed it out --
under your vest by the abdominal (yeah) Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars (uh huh) And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes (let's go) Excellence
necessary, the great visionary Born extraordinary, a life legendary Who else put flows out that put clothes out? Flee the cold weather, short sleeves with my toes out Nine-six, Big showed
in Buffalo Real G's makin her back swell Only givin head to those niggaz who rapped well Owned a black cell, flip it, sippin on Whitman cool mints Rumors spread, half a G
more than music whenever I talk to it Destined for greatness and y'all knew this when I doubled the pie Had a shorty and a girl who'd comin' out of BWI
kinda music the pretty women gon' like A sweet smell you know with perfect nails and toes A round cinibun head under them clothes I know you wanna go and smoke out Stay up all
