rappers step ya game up Flowless wanksta Kazi spray chumps wit out the kater [Verstyle] ??.and the mac tucked under the denim If you a pimp why ya cake wit ya
gangg O thirty-one blood Ya'll niggas do your thang You got 2 felonies Fuck it, go out wit a bangg Ya'll niggas wanna hangg Wit niggas that fitlthy rich They aint even got ta
back Fore a Holly Grove nigga run all in your set So much love for them niggas out that Y 17 That Holly Grove in affect, its all good It goes...check it
lava, to heat up the chatta Heat up ya mat'ta, then go stick her daughter I oughta, Joe Cocker your opera Crowd rock ya, I make you scream "Oooh ah ah
a thrill outta killin I ain't no peanut If niggas roll some funk man I bring it to 'em Ya movin too fast, out yells my mother But it went in one ear,
guess I gots ta prove it Ya cruisin for a bruisin if ya bite it when I use it See I'm quick to shoot the giff, and if ya tryin ta stop it I got mad skills
die make sure no man bring our family no harm And when I die be sure to cherish every word in this song Because I promise you, if I ain't mean it, I wouldn'ta
home I seen them motherfuckers and they ass was in the red, I got to FLASHIN I tell ya, bitch these niggaz I tell ya Shit I tell ya, SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT
home, feel bad and throw your mic in the trash Obviously I did it with of words I meant ta Go tell ya mama, Apple sent ya..... Home, where you belong,
Swisher Sweet Sweetly stretch the dope up on the blunts and pass the shit to me Lick it break it twist it hit it light it that's that bombin' hay Inhale
Capri Ooohh la la ah oui oui, I say Muhammad Ali, ya say Cassius Clay I say butter you say Parkay It's alright if ya wanna make a sway I'm a way up town
GOT-TA) Holdin it down for (NEW YORK CITY) We'll blow back your whole rap comittee My Squad knock, make you wannabe hardrocks smoother and move ya, with
on "De' netha dela" - it turn me ta killer Say it's a shame cuz Wayne - an untamed guerilla Ya got the dope and ya-ya - you drop it like it burn I get
ll be put ta nap Young nigga play it raw, raw - X ya bitch ass out Me and my nigga Rat quick ta run up in ya house Fuck it, I goes out cuz it's in me
but ki's and up Rattin', I gotcha I'm lookin' for ya with MAC-10's ta pop ya You never thought that I would do that ta stop ya That lil' man was surprised
: Treach (Vin Rock)] Oh finally, finally (here we are) And for good, are the three, follow me (It ain't far Even though if it was, you could make it
quick to bill a cap, but it had to be a jack- Type move, real cool, yeah that's how he thought we was Use ta kick it everyday, smokin' out on that bud