Somebody told me this rap shit was fun You get to smoke weed and hold big Stand on stage rockin your timbs wit sons bullshit, yo I'm out to get these funds
Verse 8-off aguilar
Yo, yo, somebody told me that threw a hotter joint Could he see it? epmd, aguilar, Niggas was stuck on diggy before and nas Test guy reported in the source, even thought "best buys" My 12-bar count dracula wit spectacular Sippin out of coke and drinkin CHERRY terror dacquras? * and chrome Challenge any woman, balls nothing, the hardest Racoons rap with your VARIOUS artist Puttin it down on the day 9000, a cell with stories to tell Off those we're livin well In the '9-8-off, country club off While you're way off, all systems, it's time we take off
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Verse nocturnal
Guns with banana clips, two to master whips A .45 my armpit one in the glove compartment Money shit, brand new shoes on spank shit Tek 9's, after parties with mad Bitches twist the vine, I'm high and the moon's out to get mines, on a regular On the south, probably took the dreaded pirate treasure In the crib I the leather, plus a movie screen So my team can play sega plus *? the gods in * An ounce of weed in every type of Bank accounts wit fat paper, a player cos....
Verse das efx
Higgity-hardcore, rats keep it raw Beach houses and more, weed on seymour Pliggity-plush carpets cover floors, on bus .44's, diggity-diamonds on paws All my slick cats above the laws, higgity-hide records in Hit squad, world tour Kiggity-cameras on doors, signin autographs After, AND , where? , in corridors Figgity-fuck walls, I'm buildin, splittin spillin Chillin until these start ice grillin Figgity-frontin hard like a villian, das efx'll a killin And grab the cheese up like cos......
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Outro:
Got the This rap was fun, kid We hold big guns, diamond and timbs and all that