ya hooked up to mo' wires then a back of a computa BITCH! [Cyssero: talkin'] Ya Boy! (Yeah) it's my turn now mayne This was tha mothafucka virus (Aye Ya Boy
bye-bye you die I make all rules in the game I break all rims to blame I swang benz with that thang Ready to let my nuts hang Nigga duck or ya' stuck
catch you comin' in and out a nigga's zone Cause Imma buck ya, fuck ya, I don't need ya Never bite the hand that feed ya [Kaveo] You lame motherfucker Boy
a jewel And let you know you're never too young for that rule Rule one: you must have knowledge of self To know the only one you follow is self Anything
You Ready We're gonna take you on a ride For 2 triple O Hang on here we go We're gonna send you on a carousel Smoothin' like a bad boy, I'm not
ain't fuckin with you [Fabolous] Your goddamn right I'm feeling myself A chauffeur no sir, I'm wheeling myself Looking for a chick chilling for self
the 'net and Twit ya (Tweet) It's the Mister "Sicker Than Every Pic Ya Makin" But it's no hate and they waitin to get ya issue And it's official, I'm
want ya But if you dumb, they taunt ya See Charlay from the road And then she stanks from a pole And you can think it's a joke And then you hang from
[Common] Yeah baby boy In the place (for you and yours) to be Da uh da uh, we got the uh ya'll We bout to rock ya'll, we got the uh baby... Yo yo yo
wrapped in plastic bags Verse 3: Jay Coke Jay Coke them playas a youngsta Gon stay the same now I'm old Self-made, self-paid, all out And that boy from
it a) A whole pack'a girls ridin' 20 deep in the street (let's do it again) We playin' catch a boy, freak a boy, switchin' up the rules (do it a) A summertime
ta win, huh? I personally I paid mines And then some climbed up an inch bit at a time Now who's the zen one If not self whom else can you depend on? Friends
over, so Luke's gettin fucked, busta Musta, thought I was sleazy Or though I was a mark cause I used to hang with Eazy Animosity, made ya speak but ya
tha nigga, they drop ya Grab my pump, pump, cock the glock, shot ya By thaegang we let off go bullet ranges For the same we comin' 2 serve ya [Chorus
what ya self cuz I'm down to act a donkey In the N.O. town, jackers 3, 4 deep Put ya sleep if ya playin' wit a QB Bitch
