Testi:
Steere William C

Verse 1 D.J. Doc you know he's down with us D-Square, he's down with us Keyboard Money Mike, is down with us I.C.U., you know he's

fore it turn to diarrhea hear a microphone will give you 3 of everything I wear yeah models by the pair, swear, bottles, private Lear, steer style thats

Making fake bad boys, turn gospel like Mase Sit on leather buck, Magno's a clever fuck Go ahead play goose, when I bust you better duck You will never

and I keep taking the shit And coolin' cool at the crib cause being cool's how I live But bucking up will get you rocked if you're a bullshit kid I like it stylistic, c

of you will have done under you So who the fuck you motherfuckers gonna run to When someone runs up with a mask and puts a gun to you [gun cocks] You will

you realize That you've been rocked with Jeff's plain skills The diobolocal, and my man Will And we're (so fresh) [Will Smith] Ha, Big Will is (so fresh

't never feel your thoughts don't mean nothing Some'll try to steer you wrong, I'm not one of those people Always tell it like it is, 'cause the truth will

few semi's And a few snubs to a few crips Couple vampire's and true bloods Gambling in casino's, have a hunny handing me my c-notes The modern day gambino

in the presence of my enemies You anoint my head with oil, My cup overflows Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life And I will