Mobb shit, biatch, biatch, This shit ain't no where, trademark You me? It's like when a fucka Do his dirt it don't be no ordinary You me? A do dirt bad it out
I took a, I took a whole of ice cream, a kilogram of birdie A unit, put the wammy on it, stepped on it, wit out it or abusin' it Like a mutha would supposed to when there's a shortage on Sumpthin', on sumpthin', that way I could get 'em off like hot An you know there's plenty more where that comes You see I know this one place that this one particular, ball Sneekin' an keepin' his job for you tardy unaware Now, in the game true an ass fakers, biatch, biatch
Got it means power, yola, yola, ice candy, man, that shit Be comin' in handy but anyway, dude, hella an' he was askin' to get robbed, that's why me an my side went ahead An' one of them 'ol inside jobs on his 'ol, move, the show room Show me more Willie put the red on his, put two on the ten All protected an tryin' to impress the bitch, don't you I'm all off Pullin' licks on brown ass zarks like you Scopin' an casin' 2-11's an' pacience
I huddle wit the up on defense day, lieutenants get the kicks Backwoods of the yay, soldiers leave the place, so the cream I Six or seven g's everytime I beep, hit the streets fo the plot fo' The bank, fuck wit a boss, 'cause a pimp got range, make yo Stank, leave you lost in the woods, a nigga the hood, up to no Damn good, we Fleetwood, get 'em dummied out, walk a clerk to The safe, an get the money out, I'm on a route an' all cash I count, a nigga deep in mutha fuckin' game
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B-Legit from what I understand, his was stronger than his bite Biatch, nigga was mo woof tickets than a sold out Lennox Lewis An' Evander Holyfield fight, shit, we ain't no or soft niggaz We savage it, like who? Like the crocodile hunter That crazy ass mutha fucka named Steve, who caught me dirt 'Cause I'm dirt cheap, an I like to do most of my most of y'all be asleep, down an dirty, 'specialy when I'm doin' dirt bad, pull a kick doe, run up in yo baby pad
I been it down from day uno, baby bottle full of pruno, I was The shit named B-Legit, had a thang fo bakin' soda, an high Couldn't to put the Vogues on a 7-8 rogue, I'm on a telephone My communicator on the wit the team, gettin' hella paper a playa hata, need chiefs to win an' me, I be the B-Soft gin 'Cause I'm the man wit it, got the taste of blood, so when I'm wet That I turn to mud, I purple bud an' make a hit hurt bad Ain't no tellin' when a nigga dirt bad
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We dirt bad, me an Charlie Hustle, niggaz push up on us 'Cause now we got the muscle, got they yay up an' you gonna to see us, either that or get hit, wit the millimeters Keep my on, ain't no peace out here A good place to leave yo whole fuckin' So keep yo game An don't game Until the list have your own fuckin'
badgers, them bitches, them batches, the got my faulty tapped But the po-po's hate it 'cause I be talkin' in code, street slang so they Can't interpretate it, an' the only way that gonna be able To interpretate it is if go out an' get a reliable source, which is A snitch, a fuckin' activator, one that gives a very important to The vice 'round here, 'round here, turns in they mama for the price Money hungry for bread, you wussy, willow ass, bitch-made Workin' for them, it's hoes like you that got us dirt bad, biatch
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