Hey, what's up my this out you been listenin' for awhile Why don't you tell niggas What they really thinkin' When be wrappin' mail
Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I down I'ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare And if I hurt her feelings who a fuck I'm out for myself, bout to make me a cover
I keep it on the under in a closet on the hush On my way to downtown surplus To get a blend aqua , to match blue latchin' vendeta Scadalism, what I'm majorin' in Yeah, murderism I'm niggas in
So give up the ghost my Remember me, I to be your main nigga But fuck ya, I'm jealous and I ya fuckin' guts I got it in me ya clockin' do-do bucks
Break yourself, makin' quarters, ladies rings, take that cartridge out and set it on the range Prepare for the if ya sellin' coke As long as I got me a nigga, I'm never broke
As long as I got me a strap, I'm never
Got the nigga car at the mall on Beat strip, beat tip fucked him a bitch I'm that nigga to playas A playa hater like Somalia
You got some 'Cause I'm back chokin' again mo' now before I did when I went in Tomorrow I got to go take a piss for real
I'm tryin' to out my system with stay clean and golden seals But I'm be late, I'm on vacation it's too early for me to go back on a violation Fuck my P.O. I need M O
N E Y so I can get high and in this nigga's door It's four in the morning I'm on a peep The time to catch a nigga in his sleep Wake ya ass motherfucker I know ya
Tell me where the is yours, I'ma bust ya bitch Do dick in ya I tie him up And made him watch me poke her, I'm broke
Do in ya greasel I tie him up Then I made him watch me her, I'm never broke I'm never
Baby crevice was tight a pair of vice grips I at pop and said, "You must got a lil' dick" shame he was cryin' like a toddler Nigga couldn't stand baby scream and holler
I said, "You got one mo' time where is the minl" He said, "It's in the den corner, top vent" remember that I'm scandalous and anti-fuckless I carry diseases such as herpes and nut
Nutted in the bitch, her on her lips her get up and suck a little dick The bitch had her some play Ya know she deep my big ol'
I dropped my like a sucker would She said, "How it feel", I said, "Good" She said, "You know this ain't the way to mix business pleasure" I said, "I know this ain't the to make miserable pleasure" You know this ain't the weather to mix business and
Shit, she tried to bite off my rex loose, I hangin' juice And after juice you beggin' for this Like you gon' it out better
up my tech up off the ground Pistol whipped, tied up sittin' I need a black screwdriver but a butter will do To the vent I to collect all my due
Struck out the side of boss game Hopped in my made a left on Newark Through the dark black this black that As long as I got me a strap I'm never broke, yeah
I'm broke
Oh I see, so what you're is a girl Is like an investment Keep your up to par And all you is a strap
Precisely that's how motherfuckers make fat lick-backs See I'm way in the rap industry 'Cause I skip, spit that real-life type Feel it, so let's up the true motherfuckers from the tarp and the motherfuckin' good from the not huh