I'll never I don't give a If it's me against a million of y'all, mother fuckers I will stop
I bust six out the of my Bentley Coup Head so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get points than me Sell more joints me
Steal your faith, take a puff, my name Smoke on it, shit, on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma make a hit Hot fucker down to the skit nigga
Game over playa and nigga ya low Hit me later young and I'm at the show Bank ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, the most hoes
Come on, you can even ask Don official now, they all rock Sean John Might to change my name to strong arm You came to get man? That shit been gone, come on
Have much to do with since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day I'm gone Shyne poor 'cuz your dream from one bottle premier, premium bravo
Watch him explain, nothin' but blood thug crime though Shots in the from my rivals the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, the top, we'll mess around
Shit, it's the kid rapper's You cowards don't I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere Bustin' in the atmosphere and Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my
laundering, honies wondering Who me? I casually Come, what God would be if He was a G Tonight, too tight out of a big ditch we
Yo, yo, yo, it's hide Grab the rope and rawhide Front is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is
I my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the nine like a judge rise' This gun'll knock plants off guys We value-packs, small fries
Yo, I'm from the Yo, but on the tied Don't matter, take up all size yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is
Since five, I talk in church dressed in corduroy ties Now I'm grown up and been married times Besides, I'm just a for soar eyes Brick city, pop the door wide Stolen Bonneville in New High
the plot Last come, first one to rot, first in the If I miss, circlin' the block, the pot And I be the person to
If your missin' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell outta you debts Buy the cassette, rewind it to Alota y'all sweat it, you try to
How I rock shit from N.Y. to You got it to bet? That's just how you got into You when you nodded your neck Through the vest, through the chest you tried to protect
Take the voice that you try to project, you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wiz I'm why you herb in the crib Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I spit a Indo out-do, to outro
I'm the thing spittin', so go warn your clique niggas y'all look up to, is on my dick Sauce born to hit I get so far up in your ass, think I was on some
Look, you against me is really to see Who, when, where, it's gon' be I don't give a if it's he or she I'm the of hip hop
fuckin' with me I know type, you a ride dick nigga Cry nigga, lied quick nigga Out of speakin', first one leakin'
Always the side kick nigga don't cast stones down, they throw bricks Why I through and tell 'em to blow dick These nigga's the nicest? No, go Sauce, you da motherfucker, no shit
You're treated and competed, away from it undefeated it from over there, okay Ain't it we overheated You talkin' that shit
But I jus' that you meant me But evidently, you know I get ass gone permanently It ain't
just bang holes or you're ablin' to ask who next Do a drive-by on your project, take the Come on and get some of our gun I'll out the nigga now
When I snap, make your chest collapse I glide the entire map With the frequent four fire, rap straight up Put down, fuck around, you ate up
And nigga when I eat, I I lick the whole plate up in my eyes, I'm not scared Sucka, you heard I said If you wanna get dead No, it no cure, ice cold in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the real-la, I live to rule
Don't me back, you bet How nigga's think they fuckin' with mines A nigga, God blessed with such an undeniable I hope you there's nothin' fresher
The manifester the pressure Tie you up and gag you in your mouth a piece of polyester Now fix fuckin' face up Empty the chest of drawers I stretch your jaw
hit the fuckin' floor Only the real fuckers belong I hope don't end the party before we finish the song nigga
You be the last to and harass, reflect on the past When I used to spine outcho ass Live nigga's go stack money, to bill shit Long as I'm in this fucker, I'm determined to shit
Zap nigga's like flips and swell up your lips Fuck with so much dick in their ass, it's shrinkin' her hen Hey yo, before you empty your and pull at your trigger Salute the legacy of these thoroughly recognized