Hey, what's up my this out you been listenin' for awhile Why don't you tell niggas they really thinkin' about When be this mail
Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch I'ma go by me a check my bitches welfare check 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 in a closet on the hush hush On my way to downtown surplus To get a blend aqua windbreaker , to match blue latchin' Scadalism, what I'm majorin' in Yeah, murderism I'm doin' in
So give up the ghost my Remember me, I used to be your nigga But fuck ya, I'm and I hate ya fuckin' guts I got it in me cause ya clockin' bucks
Break yourself, quarters, ladies rings, chains I'll take that out and set it on the range Prepare for the jack if ya sellin' As long as I got me a strap nigga, I'm never
As as I got me a strap, I'm never broke
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 right back chokin' mo' now before I did when I went in Tomorrow I got to go take a test for real
I'm tryin' to clean out my system with stay and golden seals But I'm be late, I'm on vacation Because too early for me to go back on a violation my P.O. I need some 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 mission The time to catch a nigga in his sleep ya ass motherfucker I know ya rich
Tell me where the fuck is yours, I'ma bust ya Do in ya greasel I tie him up And made him watch me poke her, I'm never
Do dick in ya I tie him up Then I made him watch me poke her, I'm never I'm never
Baby crevice was like 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 here baby scream and holler
I said, "You got one mo' nigga 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 and nut pluckers
Nutted in the bitch, kissed her on her her get up and suck a little dick The had her some play though Ya know she throat my big ol'
I dropped my like a sucker would She said, "How it feel", I said, "Good" She said, "You know ain't the way to mix business with pleasure" I said, "I know this ain't the weather to make pleasure" You know this ain't the to mix business and pleasure
Shit, she tried to off my pecker rex loose, I hangin' juice And after juice you for this shit Like you gon' knock it out
up my tech up off the ground Pistol whipped, tied up sittin' I a black screwdriver but a butter knife will do To the vent I went to all my due
Struck out the side of boss steward Hopped in my made a left on Newark Through the dark alleys black this that As long as I got me a strap look I'm never broke,
I'm broke
Oh I see, so you're saying is a girl Is something an investment your revenues up to par And all you is a strap
Precisely that's how motherfuckers make them fat See I'm way respected in the rap 'Cause I skip, that real-life type shit Feel it, so let's up the true motherfuckers Apart the tarp and the motherfuckin' good from the not huh