I have a theme for my first heart attack, It's called strange fruit and it's louder than ever. Pressure and tension, the storm and stress, my blood
and freak with, bow down on your knees shit The glock to your head nigga, don't let inside action Hit innocent by-standers when he blasted, shot fucken backwards Little
s juss an O.G. call made from the B when I step up, I bet ya Mr. Sick is gonna get to creep I gets to blastin ass dip they bodies in the bag I hope I
body jerk aint no time to play just do it at work cuz im a bizness man taking care of bizness can I get a witness (yeah) so come on over you little
is cold stand up and stretch look around this mess my place has been a cage since she left me make my way to the kitchen, start the coffee then dip to
the do', got cash to touch Bentley Sprewells, I'ma mash the clutch Chick in my whip, I'ma mash the slut Nigga crash for what, no sir I'ma steal the road
type to talk My ice-grill's like, looking down the wide jaws of a white shark 'Bout to rip off your arms like perforated paper A hundred times more sharper than stainless steal
field of depth perception I annihilate kids with no less than Texas tittie twisters Skull nuggies, purple nurples, methamphetamine Break the land speed record dip
hype, is when I dip Boo-yaa is the sound from a lonely clip Can't feel me, if I was crack you'd try to steal me Heard you, and your little crew, wanna
] In Compton we call that spur of the moment [Luda] Well let's do it, spur of the moment, whattup? [Ludacris] Well you can bring the drinks a little
In Compton we call that spur of the moment [Luda] Well let's do it, spur of the moment, whattup? [Ludacris] Well you can bring the drinks a little mo
respect is minimal 30 dollars is a steal, makes me feel like a criminal 10 for the movies, 20 for an entree Take her to the house and tossed her up the sautee Dip
t take shit from bitches like Deep Villain, he ain't happy chillin, without pickle dillin, you like chips, you can't sip, you have to bring dip, you better
you like to eat I put somethin in them mams you keep thinkin is sweet I'm in the bushes all night calm wit' the Tommy Waitin for you to skinny dip wit
You'on't know everything I go through to write You'on't know my plight, you'on't know my fight And STILL, muh'fuckers wan' steal my light That's right
on't know everything I go through to write You'on't know my plight, you'on't know my fight and STILL, muh'fuckers wan' steal my light That's right , I
knackin' police rollin' in the Patty wagon push it through the alley askin' where Dub and Toones at..and where them niggaz livin'?, and how them niggaz steal
, straight live on the set Quick jive on the set So dip your black MO's and get wet and turn up the volume a little bit [Midnight] Yo it's on when I