world, I'm the fuckin man. Cheers, I'm the fuckin man. You motherfuckers, I'm the fuckin man. Bitches, I'm the fuckin man. All motherfuckers, I'm the
blazing skunk, overdose if you can I ain't saying I'm the man, but I'm your host with the plan Instead of parlaying, I know these niggas feel what I'm
man Yo... Broke niggas everywhere Man I die to see 'em all thun I just don't care My niggas droppin' dead all around me yo I stop goin to them wakes
the fuck you tryin' I'm a good time nigga, that's what i'm all about Get the money get the pussy, get the map, i'm out Do you wanna have a, party 2 live
[Intro] "OK man, are you ready to go?" "I'm ready to go, now c'mon now, crank this motherfucker up" [Mr. Mixx] YEAH, IT'S YA BOYS BACK IN THE HOUSE!
me So I'm asking myself Baby, what's the deal? I spent two years with the summer in my rear view Now I'm looking through my shades I've finally got a
got a space at the back of the club, low key I did my thang in the car that's why I skip past the broad Got my eyes on tight, I'm headed straight for
over, brand as my strap Back like a cobra, I stay drunk, cause I'm a mad man Whenever sober, on a one man mission My ambition to hold up the rap game
picture me? Life of and outlaw. Chorus repeats City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe. I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep from the street. Plenty beef. I
at the pen Cause everybody's in paying back society I'm guilty of a life of sin I watched the drama occur My eyes blurred 'fore I jet it I wonder
I sleep I won't eat, who gonna feed my baby? And I think I'm goin crazy cause my hair is gettin thiner I've been drinkin on the daily, I can hardly remember I
And as the glock loads, I gotta teach hoes Reach hoes, make em feel a nigga when I'm mashin Now I'm surpassin any assassin [Chorus 2X] [Tupac]
belly aching I'm in the like a running back, looking for them hoes Call my bank a trumpet cause I got money to blow I'm the meanest but the cleanest alcohol
Fuck till I nut then get up, I'm gone (yeah) Usualy hit it watchin tele way out in L.A. I like it when she say "Papi I feel it in my Belly" Call up all
up in her pussy Smokin' cryptonite, rollin' in a benz Souppin' up some tenz Bout to break 'em for they endz Tell 'em low man [???] I'm in a ninty eight
In the ends, in the corner with a set of fly ass twins And me I'm sittin fat Cause I'm the rottweiler and I'm lookin for a kitty cat And some high heel
your life I'm pretty caned in Ibiza None of her friends would believe her She said She can't wait for the Notting Hill And he's already had a belly
