around plus I carry the sound, like feces in a baby's diaper Packin weed inside of my harris(?) tweed sniper I'm the type of, nigga that's determined For the cash, turn
liquor I serve you over the rocks, I feed you to my flock, now time to click triggers Manslaughter in alphabetical order for four quarters raw water turn
Everyone please take your seats, I'm not done... there's more... [Verse 3] In this world of falsifying where niggaz be claimin' they real Turn around
talking*) Thank you-thank you, I appreciate the support But everyone please take your seats, I'm not done there's more [Chamillionaire] In this world of falsifying, where niggaz be claiming they real Turn around
me Brown bag wid a forty straight to the party see Always on the run but I did mix So don't trip when ya see Vic hop a fence Straight turn around in the
Ernesto, so ([E-Roc:] What a brother with a afro know?) Yo, go and flow for the mack and be the hoe so grow cause the lynchin brothers might get hung
't wait, I'm paid, I see him Brothers on my jock, a G for padium MC's that are down please stay down.. CRAIG MACK FOR PRESIDENT! Fuck around My nature
get Swingin' on my woody, aw... bee-yaatch You niggas fucked up going around in the circle Cause I'ma flow sucker Crab in the eye and it turn ?? I don
gasoline, but ain't a brotha ever burnin me My youths concernin me, eternally of the infirmiry Stalkin these clowns, walkin around, times similar to Germany Chokin the ground as the skies turn
, Growing up in a world, Made for all the big kids and the big toys. Sometimes I'd sit around and wait, Play with my toys cars, Until the wheels would turn
, connected all over the motherfuckin world, nigga Recognize this [Time Bomb] Now in my younger days I used to sport a rag Backpack full of cans plus a four-four
I love chicks with they braids pushed back That look like four racetracks, now chase that Cuz everybody wantin mine, taste of her tongue's like Duncan Hines Can't stand another brother
man Off top, i'ma boss, shoot a box full of rubber bands Contraband, on the other hand Big girls, big quips, turn around, roll center man On the real
[Jayo] W-wh-wha, what, wha-what what? [E-40] BEOTCH! Mobster, turn that shit up! [Jayo] Yeah, uh-huh uh-huh UH [E-40] Sinister shit [Jayo] Uh-huh uh
Word em up [Joe Sinistr] Word em up, ha ha Got the E Double, right there [E Double] JMJ combined with Grand.. Royal.. Nineteen ninety-three, ninety-four
acting like it's hard roast ya I'll creep in your crib, and put your brains on your Barkley posters Got no time to be boxing around I got the ox and the