[intro - boo] Yo, yo... what the fuck's on With all you undercover-ass playa All snitch My t. rock shit the fuck y'all tryin' to do? Y'all to hold us down or somethin'? Ya know what I'm sayin', you can't do that 'cause we 'bout it Ya what I'm sayin', it's all good We can see you, but you can't see us Me and the rockafella, t rock Atl, memphis, the motha-fuckin' south And you that nigga
[t. Can I begin the story of a Tryin' to a million for eternity In the city of Reapin', an angel from a grandma But it ain't no way for me to green 'til my t-low introduced me To mac and the Then no one could me All that juice to her, I ? ? prophet p and me I turned to prophet posse Not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect, fury out my range and ride Burnin' like bacon fried Won't you tell me who'll stop a 50 rollin' nationwide high niggas that you anxious Replace his on busterous trains and camps Watch us from gauges, we snatchin' soul And vote it or hell, you lames can vamp it And you's a nigga tryna spread a 'bout some that didn't happen in my lifetime All you fakers and phonies are on the Like a superstar man walkin' Ever want a on the white grind Nationwide on the rise Sportin' a disguise, up on ya And it don't what ? ? Triple 6 kill clan and t. rock Rockafella stretch a million other you realize A nigga finally up in the game All you who used to dis know what you can kiss Act like I know, you got to deal it straight Now you burnin' down to a crisp And I don't 'cause I'm t. r-o-c-k reap pay, other tricks sleeze ways Runnin' hoochies with in their mouths And take all of their goods, and not leave no leave-way
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[gangsta Do a s.o.s. Step on sight, what the fuck you gonna do you bleed? I'll be comin' with the posse Know that boo I'm the baddest bitch that you ever seen How times you wanna hold me down But like that puffy, bitch, I would not go All the other stupid that you be kickin' When I'm pimpin', when you slip, run into my door I be rollin' with them niggas that's out the You bet ? w-l? dub your whole chest Bet you bottom dolla, you holla, wanna come and hit me It's money bitches, yeah I'm the type of that be kickin' shit The type of bitch that be takin' other bitches' The type of that be all about a paper chip The type of that ride with the triple 6
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boo] It's all good, I I got her to a 5 Got you finally you be hypnotized Me and my t. rock ? ? ? We smoked out straight to atlanta,
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