act like you know me, and pick apart a mind you don't understand. The book is long, descriptive and haunting. It's full of sentences you can't comprehend. So what's
these drinks Motherfuckers want me to come on their radio shows just to argue with 'em cause their ratings stink? FUCK THAT! I'll choke radio announcer to bouncer from fat bitch to off
rules When, We Clubbin’ Head to toe everything I got in is new Plus those you know we keep two And, We Clubbin’. [Chingy] It’s a mess up with these fake ballers in their
!* Got my dogs covered Plus it's all gravy like chicken when it's smothered It's dark and I LOVE IT! get him, boy let him loose You want it with the dogg
as they wonder what’s under my waist [standin on the verge] of them gettin’ brown Thats a fact got a fear on their bozack Run, run, run, their ass off
that Jinx got the gat, and it’s a fact He’ll kick a funky beat to peel your cap Now who’s the mack? Who’s the hoe? Who’s the trick? I got many, many
be like Q-tip 'cause they breathin' stop Believe or not, the ki's ten G's (??) Until I die I pullin' ego that be's the block And he's so hot that four
folk O's Gimmie low does and a Connect, that neva closed And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos Fuck some Mo-Mo's, Gimmie hundereds with
caress Under match of ??? set's, I'm the one the chickies sweat Make 'em suck it 'till their jaw's fucked up like 50 Cent's Most of you faggots stay postin
and not one drip I'll sleep with the worms before I swim with the fish And I'll ride with my niggas before I roll with a bitch If it don't make dollars
s always actin Spit in your face, go 'head lil' baby rappers Can't fuck with us convicts, Stat-land It's like actions, cliques'll die right with traction
enhanced It's like... Saafir: This, mask right will lift your grill It'll put height in your mack Don't take to much off If you want a nose like
Getting married in the morning It's hardly peaches and cream We haven't got a lot in common Except the daily routine Nothing on the television Just the
road and it doesn't even matter Remember you're a girl, remember you're a boy 'Cause interesting people always spread the joy 'Cause interesting people get away with it It's
I'm at the award show Bank account ten digits and it's all 'O's' I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official
drama, but then drama's my middle name That's the price ya pay for big fame The cellular phone rings dont' wanna pick it up But it's my J O B, I gotta
1's, 5's, 10's and 20's A 100 g's and I'm pullin honeys Left and right, day and night You gotta see it to believe it, it's quite a sight They're all
