this check I'm chasin (chasin) Sellin mixtapes to them albums from 30 to 50 thousand (wow) It ain't no problem, I got it, my following got me (got me
we got hard rock, yep, always lookin hooked up with tha Clay always cookin, on late night cookin ki's in the kitchen, give me nine ounces let me get up
get down let's get down, let's get down (So what you wanna do) I can't stick around, ain't got time to dick around If you wanna get down let's get down
get Hurt Nobody move Nobody get Hurt Nobody move Nobody get Hurt Nobody move Nobody get Hurt It aint shit for me to keep it gangster on minds The pile of coke got me
' by the box Twist' do you got smokes Well I got 'dro, now baby we can roll Do it like a gangsta, creepin' like a murderer Strapped while I roll on chrome
blenny up, pour another drink I want everybody to get fucked up with me Get a glass and fill it up Lick the philly, seal it up Everybody get fucked up with me Roll
's my word This is this is for clue right here dunn I'm third rail though half seal and I blow Robert De Niro dough Gundelero let the steel blow, here me
It's Bad Boy South Niggaz, Ball and G Orange Mound, the moment you've all been waitin' for Collaboration, c'mon now Let's go, let's go, let's go, let'
One knows Fortune be told A Prince and his robe Raised me hands And clutched the skull Why do we rock? ROCK! Why do we roll? ROLL! Why do we rock? WHY
the type of books to further along his education/ Little do they know about what-what-what/ Little do they know about who-who-who/ Little do they know about me-me-me
diss We do it like this and you seal it with a kiss And a pound, that's just how it go down It's the protocol, do you feel me all? Saturday afternoon
into fine fish, with a slight lime twist, Veggies on the side of course, Kush appetizers. Let your Mercedes chill, Roll with a Navy SEAL. This the Yacht Club, Wodie trust me
me but you neva will hurt me He's cut! The left eye's all fucked up! One hitta quita got em walkin like a drunk! (hehehehe) Skunk and a blunt nigga all rolled
' it Money and murder you, my nigga, my jelly preserver I'mma ride baby, til' the judge give me a verdict, yeah Hear me or heard me, I get it and serve
about the street fame, living in the fast lane Let me make this brief, my ways get me into beef So I need a man that's on guard, ready to roll deep
, You outside lookin in, so tell me what you see. Its about money its bigger than me I told my homies don't kill him bring the nigga to me, yea. Don't
I bless her as if she sneezed, must be the weather I dress her, I am her sleeves, I am her feathers She's fly, flyer than you, flyer than me I love her, she loves me
walk Snort two lines that were filled with chalk Thought I was incredible and killed the hulk I wanna, roll away like a Rollerblade Until my eyes roll