Make excuses. Nod our heads but it?s the same old shit take a picture, get used to it we?re up to our necks he?s played a trick on all of us our old
I glide the entire map With the frequent four alarm fire, rap straight up Put weight down, fuck around, you ate up And nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up
every time it's played I chill in def leathers pure silks and suede And the gold around my neck will never fade Down with my Syndicate organized rhyme Kickin' def tempos that I design And
't a possible reason I can think of To let you walk up out this house and let you live Tears stream down both of my cheeks, then I let you go and just give And
his brain off his neck We get up in the smug and start to ride kinda slow And now we're in their territory So we let all our triggers go Twenty niggas
some maybeline [k.b.] But she keep her navel clean And at least these hoes big and cute Not big and fucked up You den fucked a skinny, ugly ass hoe So nigga what's up
bargain gone and roll that weed yea i think its time to spark it cuz i be runnin thru them trees niggas call me tarzan wat u think? we wont stop! gone stop
and a bold fade Wall to wall greens to get the sport gray and palmade And soft breasts, as we got older we would star crush and bang fags Go to Marshals and
's see Check it out Hot spots I bang like little rock Step up in the club And watch the beat stop Hey shorty, can you do that dance in my drop Pop that and
it stop) If you got that paper we can roll No time for hataz, gotta go It's about that money (Make it hot) Got to keep it coming (Make it stop) Niggaz
roof But that plan was cancelled, betta give up Betta throw yo hands up, here comes the man The gloves on the other hand Got on my knees, crossed my legs, then threw up
make everyone's throats ache You faggots keep eggin' me on Till I have you at knifepoint, then you beg me to stop? Shut up! Give me your hands and feet I said, "Shut up
that's inhaling the cock I got rocks on my neck the size of bottle tops And got Glocks intellectual rob behind cops On broke days we used to put water in our
pardon our hardest from the largest city they sayin that we retarded and charges brought us over ?? and stop some of their artists got dropped you think
my records you hear me kick a verse and But I never sound worse in person Matter fact, I only get better, and better and better And never ever change
and we comin up fixin to pop up on the scene, just got some drank from that boy with that bird, and you know we just hooked us up on some syrup, now you
' Could afford to get up and be anywhere he go VIP at the club, backstage at the show The best crib, the best clothes Hottest whips on the road, neck and
chef, handle it" I shot him in the neck, it ricocheted and hit Carolyn Ran to the back analyzin', much disguisin' Surprise we comin' and their eyes were tranquilized And
