I'll stop I give a fuck If it's me against a million of y'all, mother fuckers I will stop
I six out the roof of my Bentley Coup Head so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points me Sell joints than me
your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma make a hit Hot fucker down to the skit nigga
Game over playa and nigga ya low Hit me later young and I'm at the show account ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the hoes
Come on, you can even ask Don It's official now, they all rock Sean Might have to change my to strong arm You came to get money That been long gone, come on
Have much to do nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm Shyne poor 'cuz your dream from one bottle Prominent premier, bravo
Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but blood thug crime in the spinal from my rivals the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top, we'll mess
Shit, the kid rapper's feelin' You don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, the prosecutor at my hearin'
Money laundering, wondering Who me? I casually Come, what God would be if He was a G Tonight, too tight out of a big ditch we
Yo, yo, yo, it's hide Grab the rope and rawhide line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is
I left my gun home, here borrow Pop the like a judge 'All rise' This knock plants off tall guys We value-packs, small fries
Yo, I'm from the Yo, but on the floor matter, we'll take up all size Truly doc, then PPP hide, my name is
Since five, I talk in church dressed in corduroy ties Now I'm grown up and been married times Besides, I'm a sight for soar eyes Brick city, known pop the door Stolen Bonneville in New High
Reversin' the Last come, one to rot, first in the glot If I miss, the block, servin' the pot And I be the person to
If your girl the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, Hell came outta you debts Buy the cassette, it to death Alota y'all it, you try to forget
How I rock shit N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? just how you got into debt You lost when you your neck Through the vest, through the chest you tried to protect
Take the voice that you try to project, Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' in you wiz I'm why you smell in the crib Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I a mouthful Indo out-do, to outro
I'm the hottest thing spittin', so go your clique niggas y'all look up to, is on my dick Sauce motherfuckin' to hit I get so far up in your ass, think I was on shit
Look, you against me is really to see Who, when, where, what gon' be I don't a fuck if it's he or she I'm the of hip hop
Nobody fuckin' me I know type, you a ride dick nigga Cry sick nigga, lied nigga Out of turn speakin', first one
Always the Suzuki side nigga Bitches don't cast stones down, throw bricks Why I come through and tell 'em to blow These the nicest? No, go fish Sauce, you da motherfucker, no shit
You're treated and competed, walk away from it it from over there, okay Ain't it we overheated You talkin' that shit
But I jus' that you meant me But evidently, you don't I get your ass permanently It complex
I'll just bang holes or you're to ask who next Do a drive-by on your project, the traps Come on and get some of our gun I'll straighten out the now
When I snap, make your cavity collapse When I glide the map With the four alarm fire, rap straight up Put weight down, around, you ate up
And nigga I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up in my eyes, I'm not scared Sucka, you heard I said If you don't get dead No, it ain't no cure, ice cold in the low, the The mo' the more real-la, I live to rule
Don't me back, you bet How many think they fuckin' with mines A nigga, God blessed such an undeniable shine I hope you know nothin' fresher
The apply the pressure Tie you up and gag you in your mouth a piece of polyester Now fix your face up Empty the chest of drawers before I your jaw
hit the fuckin' floor Only the mother fuckers belong I hope nigga's don't end the party before we the song Bitch
You be the to come and harass, reflect on the past When I used to spine outcho ass Live nigga's go stack money, continue to bill Long as I'm in this fucker, I'm to kill shit
Zap nigga's like cellular and swell up your lips Fuck with so much dick in their ass, it's shrinkin' her hen Hey yo, before you your clip and pull at your trigger Salute the legacy of these thoroughly niggas