Ruff Three, Time for the younger generation to blow You know I brought my with me
Hey yo, jay hood bitch respect my bars The doctors had to piece together your face like a Niggas always breezy till the steel come out And rip through their gums and their grill come out Motherfuck you and fuck mans If I don't clap you in the I'm a clips in your diaphragm I'm the prophet Puff purple of chocolate Stay from around chumps and cowards cause gossip And I'm a stay on the like stop signs a pack of them creamy colored rocks and the glock nine When you speaking of the hardest Bring name up D Block bitch, we about to the game chained up My too strong, bars too powerful And your can't dry you when the dumdums shower you Your mad because your garbage and your lyrics is And your whip was made that year you was born in
Listen man, Don't worry how gats this crook has Just know I strapped like book bags Bitch is ass You just off the porch And me? I'm just off in court I could make sure your coffin Why would you mention a There is a difference rap and attempting to murder Talking the shit you living and the you heard of You fuck Larceny? What is you crazy, you walk the streets, here's a few safety tips Watch who you speaking bout and who you speaking to The cats you speaking bout could show you what the could do A is what you'll be breathing through And you got beef with who that you toast The closest you to beef was meat loaf When we with bats and pea coats Y'all niggas better be
To fuck with Cam, bitches better hope and dream Every gun that I own got a and beam When I approach the things shake the dice, rook the Best on the east coast since Queen Latifah, buy reefer, fly Ride deeper, four bump louder than five speaker Spit fire, hot flow Don't get twisted, I'm not one of them hoe's Catch me in Escada clothes, a lot of dough That's not mine, his I a lot more to live You got to get the king the kid How you think a bitch like me afford to live
That's a bad bitch, you a bad ass nigga, the younger generation, killing y'all, live, get busy on these niggas
Hey look, I'm to sell mad gravy So I get birds from my crew and make Erykah my "Bag Lady" You that crazy? Squeeze, I know you ain't shells Your hand shake so much it shows up on the scale I made the huskiest look like they had sickle cell I just sell bricks, dog I got a bitch for sale So let me find the nigga hate us a lot No coffin, he get buried in the box God damn, I'm a hot man I'm telling you up, I got my weight up I'm calling my wrists Cause if I wore it in a room You and your man would how I look animated like a cartoon Bottom line, I'm telling you that you ain't with me Hard, nobody guards, you want a shot, and get me I'm not a sucker, nor is any nigga with me And why are y'all balling with wheels if they fifty
Lock and blocks the Got slow than Dr. Zhivago Same mind state that makes a rock in Chicago But I get my gangster from movies I'm a star, 5 star tellies, running with gangsters and groupies through and leave a voice sick Cause my S-type steers with a I'm the in my era Listen, I lead an life Paint with my actions, ain't no margin for error My innate features, leave dismayed, speechless And please don't mistake weakness for I fuck with old So don't me forget that you real and catch Alzheimer's Motherfucking hoes I spoil Remember, I'm known to break a bitch for reckless The top dog, nigga, I'm the bear You want to get I'm the square root The star
I got mean You seen case get his on I my bitch and we get our hug on She what I put on and get my grub on And dog, when you park your car, put club on The cat I put the snub on I'm a clap the gat it get too hot, and that's with gloves on You love drawing, you should go to an art I get my club on with the glow in the dark in my shoes, polo in the dark blues And I tools that the po and the narcs use Fuckers, y'all stupid or What's the point in pulling your if you ain't shootin at nothing Dude, fronting will get you banged in the If you have braces then you know how the will taste I'm near anything to cake Just copped the lighting with the rectangular face
Easy niggas, matter of fact that go hard, Cass' show niggas how you built, grab your and bust off, my nigga
Yeah my nigga, it's bitch, get the name clear I'm what you steer got the game near Buy 'caine by the square, it by the o I run snow like a reindeer The cool kid, got the coke heads red like Rudolf I grind on the strip so hard I got balls I'd rather knock a q off get blue off That's how I on my toes like my shoes off You dudes are soft, really bitch Ra Paul When's it's war I out like U-hauls I'm a boss I send balls to the corner My strip a pool hall And I ball I been in the sport My finger itching like it got genital warts Don't play with him boy (why's that) Cass is a pain in the ass like hemorrhoids Faggot!