that note ha It get strange and crazy sometimes, ha [Mr. 3-2] Shit I'm going through it, trying to deal with it It's a must I go get it, cause my pockets
when they competin' It's just too raw for them to think about eatin' If y'all ain't heard the word, my rap lingers The drop sounds like it's hot and burnin
Can I flip it? I may get wicked as I rip it. To get specific: If the shoe fits, then kick it. It's for the gifted. Pump your fist if you wit it. Here's
you picture my pistol drilling? A million women and children when I'm illing But it isn't real, it's a rap On the real, it's a wrap How could you possibly
, round up, 1,2,3 On the down low it's only C double E L-O, I flow, I flow, I'll let you know When it's time to catch wreck I catch wreck like an old
Nobody's comin with this much heat Southside for those who don't know South Bay Palm Avenue for sure SD 1-3's for my G's on the streets Sureno Thug flippin
got a stripper pole, know how to break it down She went from nothing to something, she tryna make it now She's original I boosted up her style She's got
and 'G, lay it down You got it I want it I come and get it, nigga I'm the best, you gotta admit it, nigga I freestyle I ain't gotta write shit nigga
and twenty room mansion, I rest my Timb's in Uhh, I feel it how ya shake it Rings in ya belly, I can't take it Toss up your Moet, money make it Last week
you are But that's only if you cool with it Give me 3 hours pelvic power I'm abusin it It's about that motion in the ocean I'm just smooth with it And
picture my pistol drilling? A million women and children when I'm illing But it isn't real, it's a rap On the real, it's a wrap How could you possibly
it Fox-o, rip it Fox-o rip it (Rip it Fox-o, rip Fox-o rip it) Yo, let me hear you say Rip it Fox-o, rip it Fox-o rip it, come on (Rip it Fox-o, rip
most hated with guns But now I made it to the life Couldn?t make it to the class If this nigga chew your ear That?s an oh for you to hear Kiss my
send fi mr do it alright weh mi seh Mr do it nice deh ya fi di gal deh Do it nice a ready and she come back again Mr do it nice deh ya fi di gal deh Do
But your head's in the clouds and you're fading away Away, Away (solo) (verse 3) I watched you find the truth, then you let it go Then you picked it
Mr. Nothing your calling is waiting But your head's in the clouds and you're fading away Away, Away (verse 3) I watched you find the truth, then you let it
our way to the NYC we drop game With round trip tickets, we kick it on stolen planes And for the things that we can do for ya'll One love to 2Pac, Mr
