Devil's nest the rest we passed Back doored the Palladium just for class About 4 am we crashed the deuce We never catch static 'cause my boys got juice Deuced
wanna do us? - GOOSE!! The first motherfucker done went loose Catch him on the roof, got my news from my Deuce Deuce Savon, can't be clowned [Ice-T]
off we just yell until we tired then I break you off it's useless all this fighting lets get past it now even when I throw them deuces you just send it back
to have beef and try to settle sh-t I ride out till the wheels fall off and my n-ggas squeeze til the last shell go off f-ck ya whole team, all I see
, oh Yes I did, yes I did, somebody please tell him who the eff I is I am Nicki Minaj, I mack them dudes up, back coupes up, and chuck the deuce up Boy
remember (Snoop Dogg) Caviar and Cadillacs rubbin oils on your back making you feel like you bout to catch a heart attack D-O double gizzle dizzle girl this thing is off
that's what I'm giving you Who walked through the White House without a buisness suit Compton hand Jerry Curl tripping around a waiting shoes Gave Mike all my demo came here to pay my deuce Started off
backyard to yard I sell it whip on whip, it's off the hard I'm the neighborhood Pusha Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass like that, Jack On or off
you keep on doin' that rag One eyed jacks and the deuces are wild And the aces are crawlin' up and down your sleeve Come back here, baby Louise And
a beat without a snare I dare to tear into your ego We go, way back like some ganja and pelequo Or Coleco-Vision My mind makes incisions in your anatomy And I'll back
right. It don't matter who's wrong; we'll set it off. Wanna lose yo' life (yo' life)? Step up, we'll blow yo' head off. 'Cause we got the weapons for
[ 2low ] You can call me t double o to the l-o-double - yo I'm 2low, that funky little niggaroe Comin back with a brand new cut And you can new jack swing
to hug a corner like a old deuce and a quarter Till like deuce in the mornin', with the old heads Slangin' loose quarters, this Philly cat back gatted
niggas who got that work, from patient pills to pushin' syrup It's the murder choice, da, da, da, da off the bionic It's WC and Face back on 'em draulics
yard and said, "We bettin' a dove" Tee Lee Baby, show your partner some love Kickin' back fadin', put the flame to the joint 3-2, drop baby, 3-2's your point Back
ain't listenin' That southside's the shit I'm screamin' "Dirty South" While I'm chuckin' up my deuce Dedicated to my down ass niggas The South trues
royalty Let the fo' five off, live for, die for Hustle is my first love and the streets my side hoe Haze then I'm back to sour, okay, I'm back in power
, how I bug you would think I'm on every drug But I ain't, just 'Gnac and an occasional thug, nigga My crate out in the front wit a deuce Deuce a Newport