a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack told me meet her at the And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go
Bleek come scoop you, try to you Half and Chinese, she gave me the fu-fu A little bit of that, soup From the hood, got chips then wan-tan
But fact, got more cheese than nacho Not rap, when I used to fuck wit Pancho I'm in the class, all by Now you haters crowd my space
grand all in your face, motherfucker better fix ya face For butterfly-stitch ya face If ya bitch outta line, put the in place If the sound 'Just' get the blaze, nigga
Put in back, on the block for The Roc get hot, let 'em "It's the Roc, in ya area" You warn ya folks They to see a real clique, but now
a go And I just washed the wheel, and I all the wheels and it's real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, gimme a a go Squad in the club wit me tryna find a chick to fall in wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go
Highest paid act, highest to rap I advance myself, and pay myself Ha, man you gotta that When them pockets on "E" man you gotta hug Corner like you wanna proposal and that Kill a nigga for the man I'm not above that
Oh on Young, let me get it back You got beef in streets, Lord, let me get a gat Boy you now tuned the greatest Can't beat us, join us, can't fade us, us
it's nothin', my crew and half dozens That's 'cause we scramble, we Vick's half cousins Boy and get ya mind right We gon' put you on the news, you lime light nigga Channel 2 or Channel 4, you know what 9 nigga men, we put on UPN
a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and real a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the wit me tryna find a chick to fall in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack me meet her at the spot And I'm to call her back, its a go
One, thug in the club, two, to go Three, bottles of Arma', four, of dro Five shots to draw, my six hits off Seven you Heaven, or eight, everything's a go
Mami got ice in ya drink legs short skirt, what you mean, everything's a go My thugs out die of the club wit Nine on ya waist, let's we gettin' in
Nigga I'm for, I'm willin' to clap boy You me back for' go I spring action, Brooklyn I'm back for I'm bringin' it boys 'cause
a go And I just washed the wheel, and I Armor all the wheels and it's a go New jeans, new cheese's, new gat, a reason a go Squad in the club wit me find a chick to fall in love wit me a go Mami hit me on the jack told me her at the spot And I'm 'bout to her back, its a go