(chorus 10x) Don't stand, don't stand so to me
[lord to the beats, done pushed you off cause we like greedy When I'm shootin' pool, I blast... 'cause I'm Lord and here comes the two to the three and six after seven Fucked up, out, drunk, and them I'm blown But when we the club up You best believe you come out that hole Cool, when you hit the ones is gone, on the But mind you, you best die fuck with my cocked 3 time
[dj Nigga, nigga, it's the tear da club up with the gangsta boo three 6 mafia, mafia now what'cha you wanna do Gangsta party where the Lucky set 'em up Put your in the bag A heavy get 'em up all up in my face On some prepared to my place Or be in my Or find out it ain't that Up in the club we clean house a renovator Bust 2 in his mouth My glock see you later
(chorus 8x)
"j"] It's that nigga from the on a short newport If you wanna get with me Roll a and light the torch (nigga) Strap it on my 3-5-7 nigga For you who wanna rob And you haters out to Wave guns up in the air And cock 'em back if a must If you give a fuck the trigger and let it bust (fool) It's the tear da up thugs Buckin', blastin' in your ever showin' love Just guns and poppin' slugs
boo] It's a two table Ok ya heard it from But I'm not robbin' your I'm closer to be your neighbor Unfadeable to any who cross my path A full of blood bath Take it with last I you wet Nigga, in a second Waitin' for the next to run up with my to ? Be on my the smith and wesson got you niggas just guessin' Will she leave a bloody mess with the upsettin' (ugh)
(chorus 8x)
[gangsta The fuckin' message that I'm stressin' is I don't around Cause on my side of town niggas beat the fuck clowns say no more Open wide roy, leo's a Got you cryin' cause excitement over shit that I'm I'm to take a bitch, nigga Take the nigga Act scared, you done heard the lady from the six What you do know hurt you in the long run What you do know that I keep 'em risin' like the sun, ask crunchy I'm a nigga that's with me How this got you bitches faded oh so easily you tryin' to be A naughty nigga that you not Tryin' to get popped with the glock that I keep in I can't be playin' with They be playin' with me Cause I don't play all the motherfuckers kids, you see I try too to be the pimpin' lady that I am Pam porter reporting you hatas With a plan of ya
(chorus to fade)