SPM
uh, uhh up my voice a little bit just a little man, just a little bit man, yo just a bit dog, just a little bit, yeah ex-ho trippin... ohhh shit
flippin, trippin got them new from that boy scottie pippin weight liffin... skin off the chicken and you hos know what im sippin a big dippa' still a killa' still unloadin' off that wheela' betta', never ever ever glass on my like that girl cinderella on my 'retta surf on the lookin for a shredder in a polo beef settled from the ghetto say you comin back i keep espedo hillwood tx, not many 'cept the one got them two six hundred engines don't ask questions, don't give sittin at the bar im not a good dancer its the day after, for me pastor mix a little purple with the shasta or the soda in the cobra motherfuckin thug born the of october that coka its la vida catch her at the club ima her then choke her still a haulin, bought and i shot it call it what you it, more brown bags than sonic man im cadabra not a straggler bubbler not a hustler not a never been a been married to these streets stayin 'till im buried now ima swang, ima i im seein blurrs wit my boy in the trunk watchin spurs wit my princess on inches when i she say that my trigger finger twitches im and i believe in ghosts so hos wanna be with the 'los im tweakin on the motherfuckin that i smoke goin ninety-five on my boat ridin waves chunkin up my lobo call me up 'bout he want a raise sho pays don't do braids, keep a low cut like boy norman bates rattles and it shakes, and it brakes candy paint look like the pearly gates sellin my tapes in fifty states fuck the radio cause you hate but its all good, im from a small tie his bitch ass up and bring him to hillwood in my sag down to my lugs with a that say "breeders not drugs" be one of us, live in the just put on my baby's hairbrush i with the plus and not the minus and i just let my black nine bust and it like...
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uhh ya'll ain't ready for nuh-uh ain't ready for this uh ain't ready for this, come on, you no ready for this
SPM
i up my laces on my brand new stacy's hug and my babies then call up my crazies to make it through another day no easy motherfuckers hate cause im on top zz young niggas think we out playin fuckin games 'til one niggas lookin at the niggas brains laughed and you giggled bout the that i riddled now we step in the coffin rock hard and shriveled hoppin in my '54 bomb yes i pigs like them boys of islam gone in the wind, not 'till the end no more with my glock in the palm of my hand alize at the got a call they shot two, the ran away that's how the shit gets done in the deep im in vegas watchin vargas a bitch out ice ballitician hold it down and dirty peace to all my fuckin raza up in sign a bonus with now my house is roomy niggas do me but you bitches nothin to me understand my killers love makin haters buddy buddy softer than silly putty hang by a rope and gut 'em you do a goat and on his neck write this on a note bitch pissin in the wind began has begun blast my heat once sweep 'em up then be im one in a catrillion, million in my bed gettin head from a brazilian mama still gangstas still im blowin weed with them from new edition man im never fallin skip to my lou my darlin and it like...
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uh ya'll ready for this ya'll ain't ready for uh ya'll ain't for this nuh-uh ya'll ain't for this, listen
so if you see 'em see 'em, go head tell 'em 'em only music is my dope and i sell 'em 'em or i slang 'em 'em it don't matter what you it my shit so hot up in the hood you record it now some of ya'll niggas think my heart is so cold motherfucker me, you want none motherfucker have your whole ducka ducka it when i pull out my nine milla placa nigga watcha, be cause my blood gets hotter that bullit out my gun than stoppa remember i used to be a mic wrecker but by the of your way i come to be the mic checker now its betta, now im makin that chedda my stay full and my throat was never wetta every ????, meet me at the back stage cause when ???? we go down to jamaica
that's what im about see ya uh ya'll ain't ready for
was kinda tight wasn't it (yeahhhh)
eh he he right