Damn, just bust a you And 4 deep, too They seen all caps and T-shirts And them gold underneath the skirts
But the law ain't been Wait, I see 3 cops and one token Oh, so that it, no doubt Uncle Tom us out
But I ain't tryin' to get They give me static, I'm givin' the back 'Cause I did nothin' wrong And this L.A. drama goin' on too long
So it's on if touch me Matter of fact, they better me 'Cause fool, I waitin' I'm 5000, so much for Daytons
I hit a side street and twice 'em like hot dice Parked the toy in a 'Cause the same thing last Friday
I tried to you was devils once befo' But y'all don't hear me
Hey, You know who I'm talkin' to Hey, You know who I'm talkin' to
Damn, this baby me, 911 Who is This bad-ass white girl from Aw nigga, you went out like a straight you talkin' 'bout?
Fool, this a straight freak Yeah, she probably have ass at the clinic every week Askin' the doctor, "Have you seen this?" a long-wired q-tip, stuck up your penis
Waitin' for the test to come back from upstairs While you say your And ask yourself, Was it worth it? Casanova crossed over, everything was perfect
But you wasn't satisfied with the So now you got or treat? Aw, nigga, you can eat a dick Or vice versa, how you treat a trick
Nigga you who ain't learned That pale skins'll get you burned Man, y'all better let them white go But y'all don't hear me
Hey, You guys know who I'm to Hey, You guys know who I'm to
Damn Kam, I got a migraine, you eat? Just some chops and pig's feet And a couple of of bacon What? And my head just achin'
I hate to say, I you so but I told ya You take it from a soldier Kam got the ham broken down to a So keep it out appliance
Cat plus rat dog equals hog Poison-ass animals, need to ban 'em all Nigga, I eatin' pork all my life and I'm cool Fool, you don't know what missin'
Listen that's the reason why you get sick so And spend a straight with doctor Tom Slick So he can fill prescription For your ass, for your headaches and hyper tension
all you gotta do is stop eatin' the swine And be fine Black better leave that pork at the sto' But y'all hear me though
Hey, You guys know who I'm to Hey, You know who I'm talkin' to
Damn, my nigga got He's down for the K.O., for movin' that And now they askin' him to I to say it but the nigga dug his own ditch
So now he's caught in a 22 Damned if he and fucked if he do Lookin' at 15 a L Scared he'll down, so what the hell
He starts singin' like a Federal detectives every word Puttin' in a twist, steppin' on toes How long will he last? God only
outta control, gotta put on a hold So it's on like that, nigga, where my at? It ain't he didn't know 'Cause I sure, told him, he just ain't hear me though