days of elementary Now tell me what you need when you see me I'm stackin G's, buyin all the things on TV, believe me I got some killas on my payroll,
a snitched? Must'a been a new guy (Siren)Damn, in back on our ass Put your foot back on the gas, step on it fast Tryin' to pull up on the side, but
tub in the booth, now where the drugs at? Like the strings on the shoe Nah nigga fuck that I'm twisted like the string on a boot, where New Orleans at
s a tub in the booth Now where the drugs at Like the strings on the shoe No nigga fuck that I'm twisted like the strings on a boot Where new Orleans
on this Rose 72 hours straight do it like Alpo did it back in 88 step up in this bitch in an MCM suit 38 snub in my MCM boots Young what you smoking on
that these girls have landed They're junkies for fun,love life on the run And if things get hot,they will pull a gun Prey on the lame,no shame to the
A man took an ad on T.V. To enrol in the police academy He's very talented, outstanding proof From his clean-cut apperance to the shine on his boots When
broke with the quickness I don't gamble, I cheat when it's on Two g's on the table, two in my palm And if I spill up, I pull the nickel 25 strap Then
four piece suit Pork pie hat and the alligator boots Keep jerking rabbits outta your hat Now can ya pull a disappearing act Chorus When the night goes down on
Always there when you call, always on time Gave you my, baby be mine Always there when you call, always on time Gave you my, baby Baby, I'm not always
ya have it cashmere fabrics never caught in last years garments holsters under armpits chauffers and the charms lit and the coders holding on the dons wrist she got the ill will chain on turqouise boots
last year's garments Holsters under armpits, chauffeurs and the charms lit And a coat is holding on the Don's wrist She got the ill Will chain on Turquoise boots
the morning for the tide to turn Pull on the ropes, seine haul fisherman Never catches more than he knows he can sell in a day Pull in the nets, seine
But you're already set No dead flowers gonna grow Until the dirt gets wet Put the elevator music on Pull me back where I belong The ambulance sings along The fly on
You could be the first to feel the heat To see how much we got, we got I still be the thuggish ruggish nigga Dressed in all black khakis, fatigues, and boots
to do it in Man, I be ready for war in my fatigues and boots From the minute nigga step outside Nina Ross on my hip and I gots to pack one Just like
assassin, 44 Mag blastin' Black ski mask throwin' shots out a Dodge Magnum Gang bang forever, put the barrel on the head of the devil Wit homicidal intentions, I reign terror On
