scrawling Money is stacked up, better than yours Do with the rappers, clap niggas, slap 'em, and car jack 'em Everything niggas is serving, is crack,
the Libyans, now it's just Caribbean I blow fucking tally on, cause I got money pals on tours Selling big thousand on... crack, smack and Tylenol All I got's the crack
up a joint cause it's hectic Sirens fill the street cause nigga I'm a suspect Young ass nigga bangin' barely coppin' quarters If money wasn't a issue man I wouldn't pop at, rollers
Roll up, roll up, to the land of dreams. We weave and spin a web of fantasy. We touch on the pain and fear..... Then whisk you back to the consumer world
shit, green told y'all Big mics fo y'all, my crew Stronghold, y'all one two three four five, that's the roll call roll call, roll call, roll call.....
up, mouths watering Then I hit the gas and the clutch passing em up Sick, like I overdosed on pills Ask Darryl Strawberry to autograph tightly rolled
the city of dope when I'm home I'm writtin songs, an I don't stop nobody step up, or press up, when I set up shop I used to stand in the crowd, watch
double sparkin the gang walkin up your hood like nuttin but trouble We straight gangsta shit [Prince Ital] That's right We dat live by de knife will
age Barely made it out da twelfth grade But the man will still stay paid Stayed away from the little homies who wanted to play basketball All up on it money
dead, another fuckin homicide 211 187 better call for back-up I'm a get to flyin heads, once i load my Mac up Crackheads crack up, bitch niggas back down
your friends that Del is stuck up but in reality you phucked up now nubians ain't givin' money for the sex and ayo nubians ain't givin' money for the
what up ma, I got Miami in the house And the Writer of Writers, J.R. [Hook] [J.R. Writer {Cam Still talking}] This is how we roll (roll) {We about to
a fuck, get your shit laced up The corrupt crutas wake me up to new crimes On news prime: gangster rapper goes nuts and wounds nine Joey Crack's the
then know that I will. Roll over ya squad like I'm a one punch card. You chumps, you best guard your waters. I will, take control of your soldiers.
Just the snares fresh I like the snares Fresh Ima ride the snares all the way throught this thing right here man Im sexy Weezy baby Test once again what up
that thing pop on the 4 4 Posted up in that same block, I'm in the drop top holdin with that bank roll Young nigga, I'm out chere Can't name a place I
yo, aiyy-yo! [more chatta talk] [KK] I had to figure out a way to touch 'em Expose the money and hoes had to rush 'em Six by nine Pioneers up in my
crack now Still got to hold the hood down Little Chickens want to run around dig dig down Got a clip for the full pound That will put your ass under