Ay, how you won't gimme no pussy tonight? Aight, well, shake the spot then, you you special? I hear car keys jinglin', get the fuck out
El Drex, what you wanna do? Shai dog, what you do? Kurupt, the fuck you wanna do? Nigga, is you a rider, Is life fucked up? They let the gangstas in muthafucka, Ice Age
I for my homeboys I for my homeboys Nigga, all about the money It's all the chips Let's get rich, what,
With my new Tim, try again Up against the full wind, I'm an alien Generate, penetrate, shots Then fled, quick in the head motherfuckers to shreds
Facsimiles, don't know, or foe Elusive, nigga this exclusive, conclusive vision is short range Rearranged, restructured, and decomposed Disassembled, dismembered, reconstructed,
Perfected, demolished, rejected, fo' Like I'm supposed to know this I ain't neva seen him before, my ass nigga, who tha fuck you supposed to be?
'Cause, niggaz, I grew up wit' threw up On I don't give a fuck shit enemies, duck shit I'm on some make a bucks quick
Money gone, quick, get a duck trick Not the one to wit' My bitch pimpin' on some Nike Flight shit Ludicrous iron mic
Stab yo cold heart wit' a ice Tha ice age, ice age Tha ice age, ice age Stab yo cold heart a ice pick
Now Ben must be either pampered or To regulate, and delegate power Nigga touch sumtin', no one and die slower You drain your you barely talkin' like Teddy Ruxpin
See whattup, nigga, I don't give a fuck Spit some shit so nasty it will make Kim blush As if a 98 didn't tempt me To lay up in dis 60 But consequently my conscience permit me
I'm one black man One third Jackie Chan and one third Shitftin' across the of tha land Golden State Let my nuts hang niggas in nuisance
So why you givin' groupies all your I've been known for hoochies in Suzuki's And bougie bitches roofie Loved yet feared, yet loved
The full time titan, 3 million over night thugs So get hand out your rectum 'Cause you can't stop shit, don't rock Studio claim they got more ki's than a locksmith
What part of the game is this? the mic, the money, the pussy and the order The more the overpopulated, get and ovary-copulated So all you chumps on You owe me an apology shit Suck your out my dick
I for my homeboys I for my homeboys Nigga all about the money It's all about the Let's get rich, what,
We all pawns in the But every pawn got his chess board But how pieces can you afford? We got reason to you a traitor In 20 words or Webster's definition of a playa hater
The why you hate me so bad Is 'cause you love me too But don't like yourself And, homey, that's it, your hands got calluses From the way you be on my dick
That's why main squeeze wanna fuck me for free Slit the finger on my then she dropped to one knee If she wit' her pussy, she can suck on my D Then you can cum wit' me 2 PAC