I'll stop I don't give a If it's me against a billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Head shots so mother fuckers regroup, can't recoup be damned if you get more points than me Sell joints than me
your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, on it nigga, I'm ma make a hit nigga Hot fucker down to the skit nigga
over playa and nigga ya scored low Hit me later young and I'm at the show Bank ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most
on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official now, they all rock John Might have to change my to strong arm You came to get man? That been long gone, come on
Have much to do with nigga since Bond and choppin' until the day that I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your come from one bottle Prominent premier, bravo
Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but blood thug crime Shots in the spinal my rivals the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, the top, we'll mess around
Shit, it's the kid rapper's You cowards know? I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my
laundering, honies wondering Who me? I reply Come, what God would be if He was a G Tonight, too out of a big ditch we ride
Yo, yo, yo, your hide Grab the and yell rawhide Front is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is
I my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the nine like a judge rise' gun'll knock plants off tall guys We value-packs, y'all fries
Yo, I'm the projects Yo, but on the tied Don't matter, we'll take up all Truly doc, then PPP hide, my name is
Since five, I talk in church dressed in corduroy ties Now I'm up and been married four times Besides, I'm just a sight for eyes Brick city, pop the door wide Stolen Bonneville in New High
the plot Last come, first one to rot, in the glot If I miss, the block, servin' the pot And I be the to watch
If your girl the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, Hell came outta you debts Buy the cassette, it to death y'all sweat it, you try to forget
How I rock shit from N.Y. to You got it to bet? That's just how you got debt You when you nodded your neck the vest, through the chest that you tried to protect
Take the voice you try to project, check Darin' you to kid, cat shootin' in you wiz I'm why you smell herb in the Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I spit a Indo out-do, to outro
I'm the hottest thing spittin', so go warn your Them niggas look up to, is on my dick Sauce motherfuckin' to hit I get so far up in ass, think I was on some shit
Look, you against me is really to see Who, when, where, it's gon' be I give a fuck if it's he or she I'm the of hip hop
Nobody fuckin' me I know your type, you a ride dick Cry sick nigga, lied nigga Out of turn speakin', first one
Always the Suzuki side nigga Bitches don't cast down, they throw bricks Why I come and tell 'em to blow dick These nigga's the No, go fish Sauce, you da motherfucker, no shit
treated and competed, walk away from it undefeated Observe it over there, okay it obvious we overheated You talkin' that shit
But I know that you meant me But evidently, you don't I get your ass permanently It ain't
just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next Do a drive-by on project, take the traps on and get some of our gun craps I'll straighten out the now
When I snap, make your chest cavity When I the entire map With the frequent four fire, rap straight up Put down, fuck around, you ate up
And nigga when I eat, I mean I lick the whole up in my eyes, I'm not scared Sucka, you heard what I If you wanna get dead No, it ain't no cure, ice in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to
hold me back, you bet How many nigga's think they fuckin' with A nigga, God blessed with such an shine I hope you know there's nothin'
The manifester the pressure Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a of polyester Now fix fuckin' face up Empty the chest of drawers before I your jaw
Everybody hit the floor Only the real fuckers belong I nigga's don't end the party before we finish the song Bitch
You be the last to and harass, reflect on the past When I used to spine outcho ass Live nigga's go money, continue to bill shit Long as I'm in this fucker, I'm to kill shit
Zap like cellular flips and swell up your lips Fuck with so much dick in their ass, it's her hen house Hey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at your Salute the legacy of these recognized niggas