Testi:
6L6 Whats The Point

chase the funds I sip slow and taste the rum, until the point my face is numb [Verse 2: Apathy] I remember warmer weather, but this winter got me thinkin' What's the point

doja'd out hitted out nigga what 300 M, we came, chop game around the town all these motherfuckers know my name [Chorus] [Tash] Ha, listen 6 trays Chevrolets, all day, everyday L

(feat. The L.O.X., Mase) [Verse One: Sheek Luchion] You on the circle line, what's wrong? Ain't your yacht out yet ain't you that Willie, Benz pushing

the back so I can see who beepin this Po Pimp Spring to the phone with a slow limp In a trip that shitted with 3-1-2-7-6-2-10 Three line connection As

the pod Let these motherfuckers know what's goin' down in the rap game You know what I'm sayin' (Yeah) I'm a money-hungry motherfucker, you know what

ya money up, this cane is what we fuckin' slang And 9 trey is what I fuckin' claim Its Dipset, capital don of the bird gang [Verse 2: Fabolous] What

times great, you heard of me) Nigga, L.A.D. (six times ill) Rest in peace O.D.B. (La the Dark, Sun large) GZA, Ras Kass, yeah (what's up, Wu-Universal

your brain doing my thang Tellin' you how good you smell Send you up for a drop top cruise through the A-T-L Now when they tipsy, it's risky, you don't know what

of my mystique (He huh huh) Le: I'm havin visions on sunsets and waterfalls Your hands are in the air, you're up against the wall LL: what you lookin for? Point