was lookin hotter than the 4th of July And then out of nowhere the cops rolled up And said, "Put your hands up" I said, "Huh? What?" [Chorus x2] [Verse
at all-time low and you crossed me I used to treat you good, take you shoppin and feed ya But now I'm doin fine, and girlfriend, I don't need ya For you
got your thumper on you my nig just in case we get into some funk? Naw remember they tided me down I put it back in the trunk Well I got mine on me homie
whole thing burn on fire [Chorus 1: x2 Repeated with Chorus] Ya'll niggaz can't fuck wit' me (Ya'll niggaz can't fuck wit' me) Better get ya M-1s and
get ya, them soldiers get ya, Them thugs split ya [Chorus 1: x2] Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs Let me see ya swang ya soldier raggs (swang em
[Verse One:] Now when I first saw ya, I really thought I knew ya But now I see I don't And I wish that I did. Honey made a right Stepped off took flight
double-darer, nigga, I double dare ya To act like you want it, touch this boy's a ton wearer Me the semi popper, SL shot ya Tell mo' deep call the copper
ta come out, Magnum catch 'em on the run it's on fools don't understand how I shoot this shit got my steel toes on bout ta boot this bitch in the ass,
feat. Young Guns) [C-Murder](Talking) Say Bass Heavy brah Turn that shit up ya dig De one here, ya muthafuckas ain't bootin up on tha flo' (yeah boot
[C-Murder: Talking] Say Bass Heavy brah Turn that shit up ya dig De one here, ya muthafuckas ain't bootin up on tha flo' (yeah boot up nigga or shut
On my back, on my head, through my house and once more You called my mother a hoe, you threw my brother in a headlock You did this to about six thousands on
Pimp in a '79 Granada last night [Chorus] [Boots] The rain dropped giant pearls, God was pissin' on the world or that old man who was snorin' rolled on
less White he can sell on the corners of Bushwick White he can sell on the corners of Flatbush Whiteys can sell on the corners of Bed-Stuy Pass the torch
Put ya hoodie on just thug it on out ACG boots thug it on out let ya pants sag just thug it on out New York City thug it on out Put ya hoodie on just
handle You can put me on wax but my fire burn candles And who that nigga Ruff Rydin, Drag-On Y'all niggaz and Southsiders [Chorus: Drag-On + Various x
handle You can put me on wax but my fire burn candles And who that nigga Ruff Rydin, Drag-On Y'all niggaz and Southsiders [Chorus x2: Drag-On (Various
Boy Mail on Sunday the album comin' soon It's the movement, shorty I see you I'm a give u this cake... E'rr day Hey... my team on the scene full of green
, on the double Cause I know how you groupies are, and I don't want no trouble So give me my cash and I'll pass on that ass When it comes to hittin ass
