1 I wanna you, pimps and players 2 For your game with me 3 I wanna thank all of the 4 For me your life, on the street 5 And I know that'll I 6 you 7 Oooo-oooo-ooooh, forget you 8 3 All the 4 C'mon, that's 5 And I KNOW I never 6 you 7 me mayne 8 Uhh, me mayne
Ahh laced up by the best, it out Uhh, on the corner with a chip in his phone You can tell that the Hillside was his Mo' scrill the rest of the pushers Cause he got a chop in the bushes Dice game, craps, on Taylor's drinkin Boilermakers M.D. 20/20 with Boone's, Farm's, and Olde English Around the clock, deuce-four-seven, Where I come dead right, over shit Business boomin off the buzzer, and I'm a happy Til the homey beat his bootch down for no with the Zenith hammer Things gettin sloppy, dude started rollin over Niggaz started steppin on dope and stretchin the crack yola Turf got hot heads got shot on dead body soil Po'-po's on ass like hot baby oil your cards right son everybody can have cash But you get in and out if you expect 'em to last
1 Uhh pimps and 2 For sharing your game me 3 All the 4 Fo' showin me yo' life on the 5 And I know that'll I 6 Forget you, that's 7 me mayne 8 Lace me * Lace me
I was at a young age Laced down with Trump tight, taught by the Some of them still livin, some of them been put to rest But I was blessed, and luckily I it out But I must confess, I a made it without The big timers, the top-hats, the The street hustlers, the pistol packin Boone's That put it and paved the way, for me to say The things I say, and I'm proud to be from the Yay To U.K. I spits this big talkin shit all day Nationwide, from where I stay to you stay B like the Savage beast, yo' game creased Stick to the rules and don't be out to no police I always paid attention when the was preached Had all the slang and the latest speech And now I'm makin more mail a oil well Up all night tryin to get my money orders
1 Uh, uh pimps and (pimps and players) 2 For your Game with me 3 All the 4 (c'mon) fo' showin me yo' life on the streets 5 And I know I never 6 Forget you, that's so damn 7 Sprinkle me 8 me mayne * Suga, me gal * Suga uh, sprinkle me gal
It started from my momma (yo' momma?) Hard and all She said, Only the strong survive, Suga stay Seein a bunch of fools, that to ride Smob, stay knew they was raw a pot to piss in Used to through the turf in them candy paint Benzes I've run all this that the hustlers pop Spittin enough to keep a notch on the jock Now the game's the same, but the changed Ain't nothin but a thang, keep it mayne timer (timer timer) Uhh, yeah, that's my nogga thee Paper chasin steady flowin to the It ain't no place like home, oooh Pay my respects and my contributions To all the soldiers on the and in the institutions
1 Insti-tutions {I wanna thank you, and players} that's right 2 FO' sharin yo' with me 3 Uhh {yeahhh ooh ooh all the hustlers 4 That's so real 5 And I know I never 6 {Forget you} you 7 Lace me mayne, sprinkle me mayne {and real} 8 C'mon, sprinkle me mayne {yeah} that's * Lace me mayne {sprinkle
right? Forty-water, from the click With my Suga T y'all know how we do it up in the Yay 7-0-7 1-0 That's the carI roll And it for all the hustlers nationwide Pimpin players, for my shoes and lacin me up