me, if I call on my lyric ability I'll bring it right, straight to your jaw, free delivery Get wit me, now I spit rap I represent peace and knowledge, but I
just how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain
B-O-N-D Check it out I've got clout (SA: no you don't) Yes, I do (SA: no you don't) Yes, I do (SA: no you don't) Yes, I do (SA: no you don't) Yes, I do
I be G.D. for life, roll with D.I., T.C. Short for D-I, G-G, I-N Double it, add the Crates, now they lovin it No need to cover it, let it shine like the
infact I get on any shit and rip it, peep ma energy pack Just name any nigga that want it with me riddle me that Riddle me this if I don't rip it you
broke or he ball And me, I smoke til I choke and I cough, drink til I barf Sometimes I ain't thinkin at all But I don't pray to take my eyes of y'all
But I ain't actin', I'm only givin' classes And by the looks of these grades niggas ain't passin' No, it's crazy how these niggas think They be actin' like I ain't
four of me's I got goals, for the future And one of them is to sell c.d.'s, overseas I mean I'm to the point, where I'm trying to weigh my own salaries
I say, I wouldn't be here today If the old school didn't pave the way Hats off and I'll never forget Cuz if it wasn't for them, there wouldn't be no rap
if it ain't poppin' I'm piiiisssed I'm the original numero uno big Breed All I do is club and smoke ooo wee if I doze Thinkin that I can't come up pimp
issue I got several pistols That won't whistle, missles not grisled from fatty tissue Mississippi's my home Till I'm die and I'm gone I know I put it
G.P. Guns from VA, PA, down to D.C. D.O.A. if you short up on my P.C. C-74 switched 'em over to P.C. Like Chuck D, we the '06 P.E. Fuck me why, I'm in
loaded and cocked so know that I'm ready I'll die for my family dog but I'll kill for my fair day R.I.P. to my baby bro, UGK until It ain't no stopping
play (play) I'm crazy, I'm lonely, I feel I barely know me I'm through with it, one more loonie, am I losin it? [Verse 2: D-Sisive] A new record penned
what I'm talking about [Bun B:] I ain't never seen the top, of a slab I couldn't drop I never seen a chromey set of blades, I couldn't chop Never seen
I.C. Y'all (see y'all) I.C. Y'all Ladies get down shake yo' ASS around, I hope you know that I.C. Y'all (see y'all) I.C. Y'all To all my soldiers on the
I speak Can't y'all sit in every section when I peep Hoes all in question, who we be I be, the D-E-C.. But I don't go into that Better yet, bust with
