SPM
uh, uhh pick up my voice a bit just a little man, just a little bit man, yo just a little bit dog, a little bit, yeah ex-ho trippin... ohhh shit
flippin, trippin got them new from that boy scottie pippin still weight liffin... off the chicken and you hos know what im sippin a big dippa' still a killa' unloadin' off that eighteen wheela' nobody betta', never ever glass on my 'lac that girl cinderella hand on my on the netta lookin for a shredder in a polo beef gets from the ghetto say you comin back i keep espedo tx, not many mexicans 'cept the one that got them two six hundred 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 purple with the strawberry shasta or the soda in the cobra motherfuckin thug the fifth of october servin that its la vida catch her at the ima slap her then choke her still a baller haulin, bought and i 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 always married to fuckin streets long 'till im buried now ima swang, ima i im seein blurrs wit my boy in the trunk watchin spurs wit my persian on twenty-two when i sleep she say that my finger twitches im and i believe in ghosts so many hos be with the 'los im on the motherfuckin weed that i smoke goin ninety-five on my boat ridin waves up my tres lobo me up talkin 'bout he want a raise sho pays don't do braids, a low cut like that boy norman bates rattles and it shakes, jumps and it white candy look like the pearly gates sellin my tapes in fifty states fuck the radio cause you motherfuckers but its all good, im from a small tie his bitch ass up and him back to hillwood in my levi's sag to my lugs with a t-shirt say "breeders not drugs" be one of us, live in the just put diamonds on my hairbrush i fuck with the and not the minus and i might just let my black nine and it like...
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uhh ya'll ready for this nuh-uh ain't ready for this uh ain't ready for this, come on, you no ready for this
SPM
i tightin up my laces on my brand new hug and kiss my babies then up my crazies tryin to it through another day no easy motherfuckers cause im on top like zz young niggas think we out here playin games 'til one lookin at the other niggas brains laughed and you giggled the words that i riddled now we step in the rock hard and dick shriveled hoppin along in my '54 yes i hate pigs like them boys of in the wind, not long 'till the end no more talk my glock in the palm of my hand at the mandolay got a they shot two, the rest ran away that's how the shit gets done in the deep im in vegas vargas knock a bitch out ice glisten ballitician it down and dirty peace to all my fuckin raza up in sign a bonus ???? now my house is roomy niggas do me but you bitches nothin to me understand my killers makin haters bloody actin buddy softer than silly putty hang by a and gut 'em like you do a goat and on his neck write this on a note bitch pissin in the wind what began has blast my once sweep 'em up then be done im one in a catrillion, million in my bed gettin head from a brazilian mama bitchin still listen im blowin weed with them boys new edition man im ever fallin skip to my lou my motherfuckin and it like...
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uh ain't ready for this ain't ready for this uh ya'll ain't ready for ya'll ain't ready for this, listen
so if you see 'em see 'em, go tell 'em tell 'em only music is my dope and i 'em sell 'em or i slang 'em 'em it don't matter what you it my so hot up in the hood you better record it now some of ya'll niggas think my is so warm cold motherfucker me, you don't none motherfucker have whole crew ducka ducka it happens when i pull out my nine placa nigga watcha, be cause my blood gets hotter chunk that bullit out my gun stoppa when i used to be a mic wrecker but by the of your way i come to be the mic checker now its betta, now that im makin that my belly stay full and my throat was wetta every ????, meet me at the back letta when ???? we goin' go down to jamaica
that's what im about see ya uh ya'll ain't for this
was kinda tight wasn't it (yeahhhh)
eh he he yeah