and crawl Call me J-O-B cause I'm workin y'all I'm workin y'all, I ain't unemployed I got my hustle up Y'all funny style niggaz got me bustin up Hehehe
it goin' on And yo, my name, is A.L.T. [A.L.T.:] Dude, did Did I forget anybody Let me see, G [clears throat] Let's see, let's see Oh yeah The {motherfuckin
[Talking] B.G. I don't play Shit real nigga This cut throat gotta play it raw Verse:1 Lil' Turk Gettin' killed aint no thang in the N.O. Some people
G's and me and my boy we'll rock this, They can't stop this Uh, uh Now get up off me shawty, a don't fall shawty uh, uh I thought I told 'em that ain
crowd Ass rappers don't speak aloud Listen how nice the speaker sound Got it vice grip locked Keepin' it warm like tight-knit sheep shearling socks Say I don't rock and don't
don't want it in no more Put the gun to my head, blaow say fuck it all You can't get no women player, they don't want a war You can't sell no cane dawg
Chorus: Dres (Chi-Ali)] (Freak freak, y'all, and it don't stop) It's Black Sheep on the street with sure shots (Freak freak, y'all, and it don't quit)
Wha, Wha, Wha, W-Wha, La What it be like Get inside 'fore street lights 17 right I represent 'til I fall under the dirt boy I run wit' Juvenile, B.G.,
don't get defensive I'm a put my bullshit aside for a second Cause I can't be fake Cause God won't let me I used to wear a grill Because it was the trend
don't go now, then you stay Cause I'll never let you leave Never let you breath Cause if you looking for heaven baby your sure as hell ain't me [B.o.
gettin famous Fuck I don't need nobody but my god damn self I don't need nobody but my god damn self Let me speak up so eryone can here me You ain't neva
Verse 2: B.o.B] Yeah, well these niggas salty High blood pressure If you got that sodium, nigga I got that pepper Don't step up, please fall back Y'all can't
of the world [Verse 1: T.I.] Man I remember before I say that wait let me issue this statement No way should reflection be mistaking for glorification Now I remember so vivid me
so you don't get defensive I'ma put my bullshit aside for a second 'Cause I can't be fake, 'cause God won't let me I used to wear a grill because it was