Gotta keep a piece of mine, hot cherry balm, lip locking with a dime I make bitches scream for me like I'm Lil Jon Last king to flow, sweeter then a bon
crunk we go hyphy You gotta know the rules, player let it go You get to trippin my nigga you gotta hit the do' Rollin up this eight-nine gram I'm tryin
ghetto's and began to rape my women So I leave the system Unforgiven like East Wood Cause I was bless with lyrical strength to do whatever I could You
on the syrup Got a n-gga moving slow I?m all about the money What the f-ck you think I do it for B-tch don?t act like you don?t know I?m killing all these
[Sean Paul] I gut 'em, I roll 'em, I smoke 'em, and I pass 'em I serve 'em, deliver, walk up on 'em and blast 'em I'm strong but my niggaz, I'm takin
Then put it in your face, now what'chu gon' do? Shorty, if I shake it then turn around Then back it up on ya, what'chu gon' do? If you want some, come
we go hyphy You gotta know the rules, player let it go You get to trippin my nigga you gotta hit the do' Rollin up this eight-nine gram I'm tryin to make
's and began to rape my women So I leave the system Unforgiven like East Wood Cause I was bless with lyrical strength to do whatever I could You should
the syrup Got a n-gga moving slow I?m all about the money What the f-ck you think I do it for B-tch don?t act like you don?t know I?m killing all these
the week, gotta get five mics Clever when I speak, motivation for your life They under-rating me, Mike verses A.I., But I'm a get mine motherfucka, sh
22-5 (Got the kees for 11-5) Come to the B.G. I might do it for a even 5 Nigga I ball and people don't know it, Cuz I don't show it The only way to find
like Desperados guitar case If you say a thing wrong, I won't let it string long All I gotta do is push the button like ding-dong I don't play the back
while, but wisely kept up Pen and paper, so when I had my Oppor-tun-ity, to rap. I set my goals and then I shot for What I do best, funny, to hell
we go hyphy You gotta know the rules, player let it go You get to trippin my nigga you gotta hit the do' Rollin up this eight-nine gram I'm tryin to
(with Lil Wayne) I I I Don't Like The Look Of It I I I Don't Like The Look Of It I I I Don't Like The Look Of It [Verse 1: Gudda Gudda] Ok I'm Sipping
