Yo, this nothin' but rock shit I don't think y'all niggaz can't keep up this all you motherfuckers, fuck you I don't think they can get it There's too shit goin' on Yo yo yo yo yo
I was chillin' up, Dog Deluxe Rockin', diamond and G the rooftop cut I'ma grown man, don't got no time for an' stuff I got balls beat ya ollets 21 rough
at my face, Doc's the name, don't forget it I makes ya ya scream, "Bow" my name's Willie, I get sick with it Re-dig with it, I had a inch slug up yo' stink 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 ball when I was Explore whores, when Rock to the door
You never seen before, life to hood My steady leave niggaz vexed like Rosewood When I drop the weather, bigga built Our dog fucked the shit outta bitch, of Mill
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 talk shit, I talk
In a I be the E, cat an' mouse and cash Not many niggaz out there, can touch my stash Or touch the S-class, thefive double O on Pirelli's, chrome The big two O, catch the pitcher, my rap steez is deep
For all ya fake dues, I'm the only that peeps Last I was uptown, playin' the streets Step upon and get [Incomprehensible] That's when I do, when I dolo, I call her bitch
There was a time if I doin' that, I ain't doin' shit I might go to the studio and a hit I call my baby's moms, an her talk shit I scoop, I ain't get my kids, please
We hit Toys are and then Micky D's And go to a movie, the end today, and to 'em And take 'em back around away, and real
You drinkin', I'm You smokin', I'm You freakin', I'm You fuckin', we
You fucked up, we up We make it, we it You me, I hate you You talk shit, I shit
Well it's the sly Gemini, me and Potatoe cuttin' Have the guy, known but still just gettin' by And I verify don't lie, nigga Put in work, and get a piece of the pie
It be the niggaz that don't immediate pertain to the we tryin' to come up off the chips, and niggaz makin' And always worried if I'ma you, you insecure bitch To the government, stay out my
was glad when I came with the keys to the chains To the cell block to the stage, now it's to rock I return I never left, D E F, got the whole world gaspin' for breath We got these hoes it out like mustard, I ask Flava and Chop said, "Yo, don't trust it", no, no no no