Grind bitch!
[Sheek Aiyyo Joell, I'm on son {"Put some money on it"}
Yeah, Don Corlito flyin out a The further I get the ground look mosquito Dutch burnin, other big Mojito I mean Dorito when I say {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, you ain't all around all that stuff The coke, the crack, the guns, heard enough They said, "Yo Donny, you gon' really with Puff?" I said I'll live too long as Diddy {"Put some on it"} What? I'm the L.O.X. up in a white wife-beater Aston Vanquish at the meter I forgot to feed her, go {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, now all love the Don G I'm on BET more "Leprechaun 3" They say I'm on fire, it don't hurt I pee I don't layaway, only y'all {"Put some on it"}
[Joell Uhh, yaowa! Put your guap up hot stuff, you not play a game of Trouble and when I pop up It's with the tucked, crotched up in a dropped up low like you know how this go {"Put money on it"} I'm a of the corner Cornered the market with the I would offer, slaughtered the garbage Slide a condom on your daughter on the floor in the Homeboy I make more than a {"Put some money on it"} I know the amount of that my worth sparks But I ain't goin nowhere a birthmark I pound puppies before they get to first bark Anybody wanna get they first spark? {"Put money on it"} Hey, what's the matter? Cat got tongue? Your words so feint they collapsed in your Put some bass in your voice you snacked on a drum Watch my fist make a track on gums {"Put some money on it"}
Never been wack so ain't one of my issues Get my bread and take of my pistols as I open a brick you can see the crystals Soon as the piff come in you can {"Put money on it"} Trust me it's important, shoot it or it Oxy's, {?}, profit is off the phone cause the calls are recorded And if you can afford it then you better {"Put some on it"} Tryin to be a in the game I been one Killin niggaz the flow, H1N1 You can get a buck-fifty quick, a one rap I had a drug dealer's income {"Put money on it"} Master Jason God on the rocks with a of Satan Stash right here with the waitin, since you hatin the place and the date and {"Put some money on it"}
P] Never trust niggaz no further than I can 'em Long with the and the doctor can't sew 'em I as the hardest out, now I gotta show 'em Cocksucker doubted me, I owe 'em {"Put some on it"} You could be that dude in shoes or the soft nigga on this evening's news Rap beef, street beef, breeze crews Freeze, handguns, machine guns {"Put money on it"} I don't even need guns, me like I'm poppa shit End up a hawk in your esophagus Hardest nigga to walk in the Genocide mixed with apocalypse {"Put some on it"} Kill niggaz real easy Ghost in the flesh, fuck a Ouija Droptop Beamer the BB's on Gun in face, and I ain't shoot BB's dawg {"Put some money on it"}
I] SLAUGHTERHOUUUUSE!
Da 5'9"] Slaughter gon' be runnin you over over a You one of The L.O.X., you don't flow nowhere near me You Tip, Ali Shaheed, Phife Nigga you (The Low End Theory) {"Put some money on it"} You still doin shows for seats Still writin rhymes LeBron that's with the Heat Still writin raps 'bout Kat and D My next freestyle I'ma blast through WikiLeaks {"Put money on it"} ridin with that Mary on It's a black and white thang, that chick Arione Talkin all that shit you a fag I do you like a Louis duffle bag, at the {"Put some money on it"} Bitch, a carry on, my growin my Barry on, lead throwin With necessary while you puttin on a show for them Gettin Tyler Perry on, c'mon {"Put some money on it"} Uh, my mic manners is quite I got these young bitches tongue flippin just Spanish You gotta feed her to hit it, that don't count to me I take her, her tummy up, I don't mean out to eat Nickel! {"Put some on it"}
I] Floor seats at the Knick game, I'm weed I'm at The Garden in The Apple like and Eve And my gat'll put your hat on your Now you really ahead of your time, I'm out of league {"Put some money on it"} See I get dough and cop the My job is confidential not pretend so everything is autobiographical Weight of the world on my shoulder, the on my clavicle {"Put some money on it"} But it don't matter though cause go get it Life's a bitch and you get thrown in it That's why I get (Cash Money) like (No Limit) This material shit, I'm so wit it, get it? {"Put money on it"} This is for you rap stars y'all clever I'm the penitentiary's sick ward, bars ever I ball in the paint It's like I'm acceptin bank cards the way that I take charge {"Put money on it"}
[Joe Low on the CL, gray coupe Only out of the cage all hell breaks loose Focus pimpin - all my shooters off the road to redemption, so no exemptions {"Put some money on it"} When Joe is mentioned, the is pinchin Got me in a with a gopher, Benson If you said you rap you better that we'll do is treat your head like a tab {"Put some money on it"} The outfit is fresh, foam {?} is She don't look like a then I probably wouldn't pop her Dudes is my son, be callin me poppa I won't acknowledge it, treatin me like a Focker! {"Put money on it"} Hip-Hop dead, I been puttin the pulse in from long ago (since) I mean back when Tracey had her own show (uhh) Want Put Mouse on it If I'm a go ahead {"Put some money on it"}