I'm Serious, Steady B I dip a Cadillac like B I talk to these ladies like D Cause I can't these ladies foolin' me
I'm Thai Shaw, Pimpin' Hoes dot com The mo' in a new Sean John in my lusty ways You see my face in a magazine and can't the page.
You see, I'm 'bout to get paid and not to admit it To fail's never of the plan, I'm never quittin' I always gave it all I can, a little lazy I (blow ??? record) like up on the daily
pumpin' like a piston Got me so I'm in the sky and I kissed it Excuse me while I Jimmy the rhyme Hey Joe, could you me if 6 was 9?
You know I technique to the freshest freak a call you will see results in just a week With the soul of a HAWK Is there a for a Rap Cat, let's talk
Because it's hell for a Rap Cat, walk Watch your spirit get knocked out the Gold diggers stay after me, a catastrophe, Talkin' in the cheesecake factory.
I'm high and the blunt ain't sparked yet The truth hit the just like it was Clark Kent No time for the weak the renegade freaks play the rules, old school, fuck a cliche
I'm to the ain't no time to waste Same rap, came back, hey, like mace Imma spray in face, any day, any place Cross the bay bridge rollin' Dre and we blaze
A chronicle, 30 of up in the optimo We roll trees by the when we rock a show The (?) push, Imma mine See suckas, lay 'em down our machine gun rhymes.
You might see me at my shows in my Nicky Rose there just like a picture without the pose Yes, y'all in the symphony Man, hoes'll be talkin' bout my rise and fall
How I did 'em all And was I born to Yo, but not on the court But walkin' through
My gun-mouth that it way down south With the whole strip tryin' to figure it out
a doubt.
I keep it movin' till my is straight It's all, Math, Science, Time and I see the money and these rhymes to make I'm tryna seven figures a license plate
Come on, I often, my destination unknown The bizzle had me "where did all the fun go" Fast decisions made at the last The flippin' Fasho' we past the limit.
Gotta be greedy like Daffy 'cause the money's like Sweet like a (?) that's get at me The wings of an just cut my face I couldn't say nothin' man, yo I my case
Playboy, like magic Man, in a Mad like an addict in the sports (?) Spit hot nickels till quarters, man
So put in my name with the flames.
I'm so hot, the meltin' Please the degrees I kick his black belt in Freeze into a gas, I blows mixed Purp with Hash Do the math, young workin' the map
It's called Like Bob Marley lightin' a Only the lord know how I'll get Imma rip through the city and tell a "try again" You see me to this track like the violins.