I'll stop I don't give a If it's me a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will stop
I bust six out the roof of my Bentley Head shots so mother can't regroup, can't recoup be damned if you get more points than me Sell more than me
Steal faith, take a puff, inhale my name on it, shit, choke on it Bitch nigga, I'm ma a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the nigga
Game over playa and ya scored low Hit me later and I'm at the award show Bank account ten digits and all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most
Come on, you can even ask Don It's official now, they all rock Sean have to change my name to strong arm You came to get man? shit been long gone, come on
Have much to do nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day that I'm Shyne poor 'cuz your dream come one bottle Prominent premier, premium
Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but blood thug though in the spinal from my rivals the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top, mess around
Shit, the kid rapper's feelin' You cowards don't I'd rather be racketeerin' somewhere shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, the prosecutor at my hearin'
Money laundering, honies Who me? I reply Come, what God would be if He was a G Tonight, too out of a big ditch we ride
Yo, yo, yo, it's your the rope and yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off I'm but my hand is cross-eyed
I left my gun home, here borrow Pop the nine like a 'All rise' This gun'll knock plants off guys We value-packs, small fries
Yo, I'm the projects Yo, but on the floor Don't matter, take up all size Truly yours doc, then PPP hide, my is
Since five, I jive in church dressed in corduroy ties Now I'm grown up and been married times Besides, I'm just a for soar eyes city, known pop the door wide Stolen in New York High
the plot Last come, one to rot, first in the glot If I miss, circlin' the block, the pot And I be the to watch
If girl missin' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you Buy the cassette, it to death Alota sweat it, you try to forget
How I rock shit N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? That's just how you got into You lost when you your neck Through the vest, through the chest you tried to protect
the voice that you try to project, check Darin' you to kid, cat sperm in you wiz I'm why you smell in the crib Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I a mouthful Indo out-do, to outro
I'm the hottest thing spittin', so go warn clique Them niggas 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 me is really nothin' to see Who, when, where, it's gon' be I don't give a fuck if he or she I'm the of hip hop
fuckin' with me I know your type, you a ride dick Cry sick nigga, quick nigga Out of turn speakin', one leakin'
Always the Suzuki side nigga Bitches don't cast stones down, they throw Why I through and tell 'em to blow dick These nigga's the No, go fish Sauce, you da best motherfucker, no
You're treated and competed, walk away from it Observe it from there, okay it obvious we overheated You talkin' that shit
But I jus' that you meant me But evidently, you know I get ass gone permanently It complex
I'll just bang or you're ablin' to ask who next Do a drive-by on project, take the traps Come on and get some of our gun I'll out the nigga now
When I snap, make chest cavity collapse I glide the entire map With the frequent alarm fire, rap straight up Put down, fuck around, you ate up
And when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up Look in my eyes, I'm not Sucka, you what I said If you don't get dead No, it ain't no cure, ice in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to
Don't me back, you bet How many nigga's think they fuckin' with A nigga, God blessed with an undeniable shine I hope you know nothin' fresher
The manifester apply the Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a piece of Now fix your face up Empty the chest of drawers before I stretch jaw
hit the fuckin' floor Only the real mother fuckers I hope nigga's end the party before we finish the song nigga
You be the to come and harass, reflect on the past When I used to pull outcho ass Live nigga's go stack money, continue to shit Long as I'm in this fucker, I'm to kill shit
Zap nigga's like cellular flips and up your lips Fuck so much dick in their ass, it's shrinkin' her hen house Hey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at trigger Salute the legacy of these thoroughly niggas