gon make them boys dump leave you and your man slump you gon make them boys dump show them with the right one you gon make them boys dump it's like that
head in dump him at the dead in And that's just his luck Cause a nigga like me don't really give a fuck Walked in the store what's everybody staring at They act like
that money man lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man [
here dont hold your breath Cook heat over beef so Im somethin like a chef Purple kushes, my bitches wax off they pussy bushes Eat dick like its delicious
yall people that's gone ride with me? How many of yall people that's gone get high with me? How many of yall people that's down to ride with me? (Ride
we get high as a mothafuckin nigga yeah wit no dreads, no dreads I get to plugging that, who Thuggin that Gotta go drop a bug in that Post up where the
But I cannot let that happen Slippin and clippin my gun straight CAPPIN! Loose clips go get that motherfucker something 50 rounds from that chop will go get that buster straight dump I might pop that
Slide through your hood like a avalanche Click a flick if you get a chance get that close Fuck in advance, cause I get that dough (get.. that.. doe) Beef
I'm tryin' to have it all So I ball 'till I'm gold Mobbin' through a sixty usin' cruise control [C-Bo:] I'm fuckin' wit that click nigga That big nigga
Like A Seaman Ay Homie, If You Mention One You Mention All, Cause its We Man And That's The Way Its Going To Motherfucking Be Man (Chorus) (Bobby Creekwater
rise (That he do, that he do) I said indeed if I fall. Every time I'm fallin', fallin Theres no doubt god helps me rise (That he do, that he do) [Verse
side ways betta get yo fuckin pouster right yea niggas mistaken thankin yall can play us like a chump treat ya like a baseball player and put u in a permanet slump niggas dump
desquise the nigga that you can't see cuz them bloccsta locs are over my eyes crept like black cat wit mac wit a mac 10 on my lap and a fat sack of that
stone flipper That white tone, nights home, getting' rid of the weight like lipo mister This psycho sicker That ain't crackin' ya pimp, you got a rat as a friend like
from fool, The Lanes over here will dump too, we live by gun rule, Like Iraq, C-4 in back packs, You can pull straps but you cant match that, Thought
mag, tag, blasting niggas about the move Feeling to do this out the roof, twenty-one guns and loop And crush son like Big Pun, I die for 29th street Like