fool if it's going down And make em bring it back from my hood to your town And it's all good, nigga it's like wax And we can slang these records like
stay strapped muthafuckas better get your gat It ain't easy bein me I can't take it life as a celebrity ain't everything they make it and ever since the movies ho's
just doing what the drug dealers do (It's whatever nigga, it's whatever) Makin money and smokin weed with my thug nigga crew (It's whatever nigga, it's
[Intro:] You know what's this? It's the world's smallest violin [Verse 1: Alaska] It's like this when my mic hits your scalp like nightsticks And mites
Russell Lee, Mr. Kee) [Mr. Kee:] Yeah Hustler's theme Worldwide Come on [Hook: Mr. Kee] All money ain't good money Stack your chips Let it flip like
?s willing to die for his beloved country ?Crawl in the mud or on your friend?s corpse. It doesn?t matter how many people are killed, Never mind how
grave Hit the Crip-ass niggas in Compton and it's muthafuckin' real So let them feel the ??? And you muthafuckin' Slob better step your ass back Cause the niggas gettin' funky on the real
[Mr. Magic Intro] B-Doctor! Let's welcome em to the Vault baby Do it big nigga! Do it big nigga! Do it big nigga! Stupid ass nigga [Chorus: Magic
the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind Gotta get mine doing my crime, Wid two in here, Steady stackin' my ends Puttin' my serve down on the Claire
, Put 'em on the ground, lay down, Nigga check my thang the way that we swang When I'm coming to serve ya, Wid the nine cocked and it's ready to pop Lettin
P, Mr. Serv-On) [Hook: sample] Hey man, it's real Knowin that Hey man, it's real Knowin that Hey man, it's real Knowin that Hey man, it's real Knowin
Hollerin at broads, hollerin at dudes on the cool That's why niggaz don't go to church now It ain't the message, it's the motherfuckin messenger Let us
to give me a quick full it's cool though, I fucks wit 'em even though I ain't wit it that's why the gats be in the house whenever niggaz come visit serve
That's why I carry two .9's and a 25 To sell twenties, that will get you dummy high I bagged in the 125 on 25's It's the 20's on the 5, my coochie rate
'cha thoughts Ha Ha That's food for thought Put some cheese on it Venom album on the way Chamillitary all day Thought we was suppose to be done, right? It
from everyone] [Canibus] It's the dagga 'n the cloak man Simon says b-side's on the track {don't fuck with me} Yeah, it's like that y'all (hahaha) (Y
slanging rocks Hook (Mr. Serv-On) Now where I'm from, niggas cock the 50. caliber chrome You ain't real, catch a policy with Mr. Serv-On You slip on
niggas on the northside Show me love Show a nigga some love nigga On the eastside Show me love And all my niggas on the westside [Mr. Serv-On] It's