Uhh, I falls in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan With the best thunder Sean John, you don't none Partner, I got a rep for leavin' swollen up On top of all that, I got the rap up Hold up, with the thumpin' niggas quota And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya I ya, 'Tics live for the street life Eat right, good, and reffer thru the pipe I'm head all night And if some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight Until deceased I took ya head off I live in the Nigga, where the feds, sheist I floss ice, keep it tight E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm mine That's how I flow, I get mine, partna, any way it go it be rapping or with the 4-4
Let's a million it real for triple-0 Eyes low, from plenty and hydro a bitch and some clothes I gotta get rich, go and do shows And get the
Let's make a it real for triple-0 Eyes low, from plenty and hydro a bitch and some clothes I gotta get rich, go and do shows And get the
My nigga, I can make a blind-folded, with no shows Using no flows, just Arm-n-Hammer and O's Gimmie low-do's and a connect, that closed And watch me lock it down from County to BenRos Fuck Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome On the Navigator equipped to and log on I need before it's gone they even bring it home Matta fact, tell you whats in the back, its all wrong Two holes in the roof, to let the sun in leather carseat, in case my son get in I spare one off in the back in case he brings his PlayStation in case a nigga think he can win
Let's a million it real for triple-0 Eyes low, from Henny and hydro Fuck a bitch and clothes I get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the
make a million Keep it for triple-0 Eyes low, from plenty and hydro a bitch and some clothes I gotta get rich, go and do shows And get the
I make a million get myself a million Gonna that into a billion If not, I just won't die
I say now, tho yo off in tha air But only if the ice on your wrist cause I'm gettin' stares from dime bitches, is he Where's his Mrs., bottles of Cris's On the table, arms got straws ripped off the labels No more for free, I'm pay-per-view like cable They all screamin' my name, different and race Take all backstage and lett'em plead they case a million like Jigga, standin' in one place Sound Scan like Thrilla with out my face They threw a weak plan B says (says Mase) Then what's plan A plan B about papes
make a million Keep it real for Eyes low, plenty Henny and hydro Fuck a bitch and some I gotta get rich, go and do shows And get the
make a million Keep it for triple-0 Eyes low, plenty Henny and hydro Fuck a bitch and some I get rich, go platinum and do shows And get the
I make a million get myself a million Gonna turn into a billion If not, then I won't die
All my Midwest niggas tryin' to make a Tho dem (and get the dough) All my Dirty niggas tryin' to make a mill Tho dem (and get the dough) All my West Coast tryin' to make a mill Tho dem (and get the dough) All my East Coast niggas to make a mill Tho dem (and get the dough)