Don Heh Heh yeah uh Sip Ass heh heh
A dotter like me It ain't We don't the streets We above em Wont see me on a corner a pattern rag I'm urination in a cut heron bags But I do heat for dem fags I meet I done came up fucked over a street (what) I'm tryin to see paper like a state vault And if I have to run through you, boy it my fault
You that thunder That's my woofers boom When we past ur house we be rattlin your living room Volume up to ten, Rydas out the window on the bustas and spitin at all the fine hoes Make a left so I can kop a bag Roll it up and it to the mothafuckers next to me Let me hit that We quit Full Block Foe Foe And I'm like
You bangin? Don't to me I'm boom Nobody lives fatter me I'm boom Hogs and crabs, you all I'm like boom, boom,
You bangin? matter to me I'm boom lives fatter than me I'm like and crabs, you all scabs I'm like boom, boom,
Bitch listen, I'm the rap game I'm like the 50 karat shining with the chain I'm a thousand dollar bill the big ass face and I'm the one that bust shots when the cops chase I'm like people always my dick you can never see me, all black windows off in the I'm in the to make a million and I'm out this bitch Flaunt it hard with the roadee the iced out pick I see your whole crew sucking my dick of the game but when the go, it aint never gone be the same I'm on top of the world, with tha Ryda I get the benefits while you get to ride the dick Force a nigga head to the white I got my gat under my beat Nigga these is my Comatose, fat ass blunts went like a Sky till I die And when I it go boom
Cell Foe Foe Shank (Bullet) and me? I'm Clip hey Ryda make that Boom!
I'm like You bangin? Don't to me I'm like Nobody fatter than me I'm like and crabs, you all scabs I'm boom, boom, boom
You bangin? matter to me I'm boom lives fatter than me I'm like Hogs and crabs, you all I'm boom, boom, boom
When the hilly hit my Chase her down some reamie Hit the Connect the deals on my Got going down on all 7 corners My includes the last 3 presidents Private jet down in Perasiaque mountains snow bills as my money counts Soon as I out King Tut's tomb The in Swiss bank accounts like boom
Throw ur hands up if you got to burn Rydas iced out (bytch) When will you (whut?) I ride with my foeties (40's) (whut?) Jack my foeties (whut?) Dress in all and attack with my foeties (yeah) on the streets its the 8 to 10 Jackin up chedda do it, might a in the bed For some petty Mad cause I glackin' helly grip and roll tha niggaz All the chedda, bitch!
I'm like You Don't matter to me I'm boom lives fatter than me I'm boom Hogs and crabs, you all I'm like boom, boom,
You bangin? Don't to me I'm like lives fatter than me I'm like and crabs, you all scab I'm boom, boom, boom I'm boom You bangin? Don't to me I'm boom lives fatter than me I'm boom Hogs and crabs, you all I'm boom, boom, boom
You Don't matter to me I'm boom lives fatter than me I'm like and crabs, you all scab I'm like boom, boom,
and crabs, you all scabs Ain't nobody livin' fatter me And you Don't matter to me fool We the Rydas, we the and crabs, you all scabs 2000 and 4 Like