they pass out, they just ass out [Verse Two: Threat] So just stay off my dick nigga And tell yo' bitch that I wanna put this in her Strip her ass butt
wanna wrestle They drug me down to the county Took three Gs out my pocket and beat me down to the ground G, the stuff got hectic Getting triple-teamed by three
t no sunshine Ain't no sunshine, when ya gone [Verse 3:] See, some think their bad cause they bigger Sucka-ass nigga caught a slug in the liver Layin' on the concrete bleedin out
The murder capital Dog, pushin' one team Homicides we streach you in that black ride And my studio gangsters come and find out Like Dr. Dre and Wrecking Crew we turn the lights out
a mission to get rich, slap the shit up out a bitch I'm a fixture having chips, been doing it for a grip Might not gangbang but I set trip I been out
sheltered us That's why we huntin' this day and ain't no punk in us Worked three jobs all through the weekdays But still managed to make it out to my
Now we could do it at the flicks, I bust quick Smashin', hear the sound when the ass hit Hit it from the back, make you call me a bastard Goin' out vivid
I'm on my campaign Some boys be sipping cristal, moet pop serving champagne Sip a fo' guzzler, straight up cause I got your muzzle People too hard to figure out
Oh yeah you looking good, but I just might pass Cause you ain't working hard enough, put some bounce in that ass You want some cash, wrong nigga wrong time Girl you way out
Better ask somebody, how I fuck these boppers Got em in the room, riding dick all topless Yelling out Lil' O, please don't stop this Rub me out, beat
know you a pimp motherfucker Scooby, you's a big pimp man Jimmy D, don't let me get on your ass nigga we pimping Game Face in this motherfucker, and we out
nigga I pack three (pack three) nigga that's me (that's me) [Lil O] Hey I live la vida loca (yeah) Slanging coca (yeah) Stay out on Barre and in and out
Me and Po-Yo, blowing on hydro Pulled up slow, next to the 4-6 Range Jumped out with H.A.W.K., and started flashing big change Check us out baby, the
at a rave with babes Packin a .38 snub and a razor blade, uh! Thug shit in a major way I kick ya dog's ass like a Flavor Flav Thug niggaz with guns beneath
my... I had a dream three nights in a row, It might not mean a thing, I felt my face in an empty space, And pulled out all my teeth, Stranded in a Fresno
Yeah, yeah, yeah 112, 112, 112 Three 6 Mafia, Mafia, Mafia (Yeah) Ahh (112) [DJ Paul] I'm in the club drunk as hell with my dogs 112 I got a hundred
Uh-huh) I'ma take you out way out (way out) where ya never been before Into the coke and they laid out Hittin California corners in the legs Hittin Tony
the Chef] Push this s--t out like nine months Rock Swahali and suede fronts, get paid from n----z lifestyle, like a knife in a child Mail the brick out
