FUCK YOU ALL! There's a club in my city called "Blonde", It's like a freaking nightclub version of Bed Bath & Beyond. You got a fake tan 'til your skin turns bronze, If you
spine So I gotta let it out right now Like FUCK YOU ALL! There's a club in my city called "Blonde", It's like a freaking nightclub version of Bed Bath & Beyond. You
Darely close side I knows, provoke... to have a stroke Tipple and chuckles live at the fucker slim dunk on you suckers Tell Rihanna I wanna fuck her Strawberry sour tissue, living... lethal
streets I wanna big up my cousin O.D.B. though Word up, Baby Jesus locked down You know? That's it, man That's all I gotta say to y'all niggas You know
I'm a dawg you a bitch you a fraud I'm a ride I'm a G you a snitch you a fraud If you want it you can get it hit em all up in his neck And in his head
Test the circle, beat you till your purple Then have my man search you from your hat to your workboots Fam fuck you and the cats that co signed you Catch you while you
while you was givin up that info... ...mation, I'll be of that Parry Mason When I hit em all up, creep em all up, kill em all up, fill em all up Real
death do us part I don't step on no mark I let the Smith & Wesson bark Who you are? Nigga you just a bitch in my book You snitch, and couldn't shook Cus you
get marched over Before you disrepect me you better serve a hundred octobers in Angola (Hoo) Who as you were bitch stay still lay low you better fuckin
Curren$y, Mac) [talking:] Ay nigga, ain't you Mac What you doing in this motherfucker [Mac:] Camouflage nigga what, you'll catch me in the cut Fucking
with my dogs I'll fuck around with the laws That was probably ya'll Makin the block hot Got half the block knocked So I got the glock cocked All you heard
The reason why you dissed me first and I answered you You said I passed you in a lobby and I glanced at you like I ain't notice you?BITCH, I had a show
nigga jammin y'all like Smuckers Freeze, come consecutively like EPMD LP's Robbin y'all for cheese, now yes y'all whaddIdo Fuck you and you drink the
don't front I do the fuck what I want [Verse 1: Pressure] Pressure tired as fuck lining up It's getting old, its cold and half the night is up And you
game and you got served Who got nerve cause Lethal hard like Tupac words And, why y'all Chucks always actin like tough guys You must be trippin or you
Lex Land', you sets man far from lethal This Representative will rip ass like Desert Eagles Fuck a sequel, angel of death peep how I greet you Leave you
'all We can ride to this kinda shit and bank them all Nigga ball 'till you fall motherfucker thats all Can't none of y'all hang with me putin' in work
that you can fade Jamal, I fade dem all And if I have to kill 'em all, I shall [Chorus: Notorious B.I.G.] One two y'all, you know I rocked ya Step in
