you wit me then feel me Don't get yourself shot Bleedin to death hops I pop canners off leave a nigga head whopped A maverick my H-K will work magic
'm a sex coach master if it's lying down I'm a' take the bitch faster and if a teacher wear spandex best bend to whistle same as a rock but only there's is a
a statistic Mass potential, make mills, don't spend shit Girls will say "oh he'll be a failure" (BITCH!) Now I chill in Sydney, Australia (that's right) Drinkin a
what I'm talking about, brothas? Blank, you know you're a child of a concrete so you can handle anything that comes at you... Got a mind like a handgranade
Living in the ghetto. Time's movin' fast will I last another day? So I pray and I lay with my A-K. Did I sell my soul as a young kid? All the things
lets catch a spy hunting in a four cylinder pealing a drilling a hole in your jugular wheeling a .40 -a pissing in your skully-a tearing a barrier
Front, get a few embedded in you Just 'cause I aint have nothing better to do See what this Beretta will do? Turn a perfectly functioning human being to a veg-et-a
Now I'm takin' my shroud and I'm puttin' It on my head, not even a semi-fraud More like a demigod in bed-post I be hostin' a buck fifty is the rate
] Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair Candy paint, sweets and dank, it's a family affair It's a family affair, it's a family affair Candy
of the Class id rather lay up with a hottie, single doesnt mean im lookin for somebody, some say the drink blaze up a hardy, poppin big k's and little
ain't get popped then its a blessin she a lucky hoe Cause no matter where the fuck he go In K Town they will dress him in a casket and tuxedo Cause you
station (for what) and he thinking he find his skull but he be lucky if only a man patient now you ain't gonna act like Eminem moment (what) and get a
I'm old school like a huffy and a set of roach clips And if you notice when you looking I get the resin on my lips I put a halfy in a paper and you'll
Brothers when it was duck hunt That's words to my mama, since I was in a starter A nigga been a star before I forfeited my scholar Shit didn't finish college, shit wasn't a
im a sex coach master if its lying down imma' take the bitch faster and if a teacher wear spandex best bend to whistle same as a rock but only theres is a
a fuck verse 2 Terrified levels that scares peace, im ill bease will creep one deep slump seat dump heat, niggas scream fuck me he lucky
m part of a family United til death simply cause we choose to be An occasional joke, a diss, or a crowd pleaser Callin your moms a ? ? look-a-like skeezer
my mouth is like a 9 millimeter windpipe You're a king, I'm a teacher, you're a b-boy, I'm a scholar If this was a class well, it would go right under