Grind bitch!
Louch] Aiyyo Joell, I'm on this son {"Put money on it"}
Yeah, Don flyin out a Tito The further I get the ground more mosquito Dutch burnin, hand big Mojito I don't mean Dorito when I say {"Put some on it"} Yeah, you ain't really all all that stuff The coke, the crack, the guns, heard enough They said, "Yo Donny, you really sign with Puff?" I said live too long as Diddy {"Put some money on it"} What? I'm the L.O.X. Tattooed up in a wife-beater Aston Vanquish at the meter I forgot to her, better go {"Put some money on it"} Yeah, now they all the Don G I'm on BET than "Leprechaun 3" say I'm on fire, it don't hurt when I pee I don't layaway, only y'all {"Put some on it"}
[Joell Uhh, yaowa! Put your guap up hot stuff, you not Let's play a game of and when I pop up It's with the glock tucked, crotched up in a up low like you how this go {"Put some money on it"} I'm a of the corner Cornered the market with the product I offer, slaughtered the garbage Slide a condom on your daughter on the in the projects Homeboy I make than a promise {"Put some money on it"} I know the amount of that my worth sparks But I ain't nowhere like a birthmark I pound puppies before they get to they bark wanna get they first spark? {"Put some money on it"} Hey, the matter? Cat got your tongue? Your words so feint they collapsed in lungs Put some bass in your like you snacked on a drum Watch my fist a track on your gums {"Put some money on it"}
Never been wack so ain't one of my issues Get my bread and take of my pistols Soon as I open a brick you can see the as the piff come in you can {"Put some money on it"} Trust me important, shoot it or snort it Oxy's, {?}, profit is Stay off the phone 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 niggaz with the flow, H1N1 You can get a quick, a thin one rap I had a drug dealer's income {"Put some money on it"} Jason God on the rocks with a splash of Stash right here the ratchet waitin, since you hatin Name the and the date and {"Put some money on it"}
P] Never trust niggaz no further I can throw 'em Long the razor and the doctor can't sew 'em Said I as the hardest out, now I gotta 'em Cocksucker me, I owe 'em {"Put some money on it"} You be that dude in cement 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 guns, play me like I'm poppa shit End up with a hawk in your Hardest nigga to walk in the Genocide mixed with apocalypse {"Put some on it"} Kill niggaz real dawg Ghost in the flesh, fuck a Board Droptop Beamer the BB's on Gun in your face, and I shoot BB's dawg {"Put some money on it"}
I] SLAUGHTERHOUUUUSE!
Da 5'9"] Slaughter be runnin you over over a century You ain't one of The L.O.X., you don't flow nowhere me You ain't Tip, Ali Shaheed, Nigga you probably (The Low End Theory) {"Put money on it"} You still doin shows for fifty Still writin rhymes LeBron that's with the Heat Still raps 'bout Kat and Chippy D My next freestyle blast through WikiLeaks {"Put some money on it"} Maserati ridin with that on It's a black and white thang, call that chick Talkin all that shit you a fag I do you like a Louis duffle bag, at the airport {"Put some on it"} Bitch, a carry on, my head my Barry on, lead throwin With necessary while you puttin on a for them hoes Gettin Tyler Perry on, c'mon {"Put some money on it"} Uh, my mic is quite mannish I got these young bitches tongue flippin just like You feed her just to hit it, that don't count to me I take her, fill her tummy up, I don't out to eat Nickel! {"Put some on it"}
I] Floor seats at the game, I'm traffickin weed I'm at The in The Apple like Adam and Eve And my put your hat on your sleeve Now you really ahead of time, I'm out of your league {"Put some money on it"} See I get dough and cop the My job credentials is It's not pretend so is autobiographical Weight of the world on my shoulder, the on my clavicle {"Put some money on it"} But it matter though cause I'ma go get it Life's a and then 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, illest ever I in the paint hard It's I'm acceptin bank cards the way that I take charge {"Put some money on it"}
[Joe Low tints on the CL, gray Only out of the cage when all breaks loose pimpin - all my shooters veered off the to redemption, so it's no exemptions {"Put some money on it"} Joe is mentioned, the flow is pinchin Got me in a with a gopher, Benson If you said you rap you better than What we'll do is treat head like a tab {"Put some money on it"} The outfit is fresh, foam {?} is She don't look like a model I probably wouldn't pop her is my son, should be callin me poppa I won't acknowledge it, treatin me like a Focker! {"Put money on it"} Hip-Hop ain't dead, I been puttin the in from long ago (since) I mean back Tracey Ullman had her own show (uhh) Want fire? Put on it If I'm a go ahead {"Put some money on it"}