Yo, this ain't but rock shit I don't y'all niggaz can't keep up with this Fuck all you motherfuckers, you I don't think can get with it too much shit goin' on Yo yo yo yo yo
I was up, whom? Dog Deluxe Rockin', diamond and G with the cut I'ma grown man, don't got no time for an' stuff I got balls that'll ya ollets 21 rough
Look at my face, Doc's the name, don't it I ya make ya scream, "Bow" Like my Willie, I get sick with it with it, I had a nine inch slug up Before yo' bitch bit it
I betta clippin' crap y'all cats is black A prays if the jacks so send neck through facts, reservoir Ja Ja go when I was four Explore whores, when Rock to the door
You seen before, life to your hood My steady shows niggaz vexed like Rosewood When I drop the weather, bigga built Our dog the shit outta bitch, of Tiger Mill
You drinkin', I'm You smokin', I'm You freakin', I'm You fuckin', we
You fucked up, we up We it, we take it You hate me, I you You talk shit, I talk
In a flash I be the E, cat an' mouse and Not many ballin' out there, can touch my stash Or touch the S-class, double O sittin' on Pirelli's, chrome The big two O, catch the pitcher, my whole rap steez is
For all ya dues, I'm the only show that peeps Last week I was uptown, the streets Step upon and get [Incomprehensible] That's when I do, I roll dolo, I call her bitch
There was a time if I ain't doin' that, I ain't doin' I go to the studio and make a hit I call my baby's moms, an hear her talk I scoop, I get my kids, niggaz please
We hit are Russ and then Micky D's And go to a movie, the end today, and to 'em And 'em back around away, and that's real
You drinkin', I'm You smokin', I'm You freakin', I'm You fuckin', we
You up, we fucked up We make it, we it You me, I hate you You shit, I talk shit
Well it's the sly Gemini, me and Potatoe drops Have the guy, well known but still just by And I mathematics don't lie, nigga Put in some work, and get a of the pie
It be the that don't immediate pertain to the situation That we to come up off the chips, and niggaz makin' And always worried if I'ma you, you insecure bitch To the government, out my shit
Niggaz was glad when I with the keys to the chains To the cell to the stage, now it's time to rock I return like I never left, D E F, got the whole world for breath We got these hoes spread it out mustard, I ask Flava and Chop They said, "Yo, don't it", no, no no no