have a little fun I went home and cocked the barrel of my shotgun It's gettin' critical - I start the five point o There they go - drive real slow I
, you claim to be tha sweetest but tha style I flex is crazy. Never again, know struggles, see Mo Thug, we on tha rise, everyday I feel tha swisha as
hate criminal When I was in, they wear us I'm a pruner, flossin' still Pass out tha cups let tha henessee spill, hit 'em on up with tha pimp Betta tell
hate criminal When i was in, they wear us i'm a pruner, flossin still Pass out tha cups let tha henessee spill, hit'em on up with tha pimp Betta tell
be jealous Make this Reverend intense I'm flippin', I'm scrippin', I'm rippen 'em down, they be burnin' my church No lippin', I'm sippin', I'm tippin
for broads/ How could I be hatin' when ya'll are the fakest niggas I've ever saw/ Ya'll rollin' with snitches, I don't know no snitches/ I roll with real
way is highway, robbery, chump When I was up North, Sing-Sing I was sendin niggaz home in a coffin Livin like a orphan, you bad nigga? I'll be back to
I got, I just Can't go wrong, releasin' all my lost hood songs Don't give a damn on the real, I say just what I feel No matter whatchu say, I'll never
never know I'm for real until I leave And when I pack up my clothes Don't be callin' me You won't be seein' me Anymore, no, no 'Cause when I'm long, long
? Oh yeah, he's back, for haven's sake) Yes, I'm comin', I'm bringin' what you're wantin' It might sound like I'm goin' off but hey, I'm just flauntin
time I forgot tha bills Ain't been home in two weeks Macita lookin' for me Tha word all over tha streets Well, shit, I love my momma But all I got ta
? But it's all gravy I'm with Baby makin? millions now So I still smile I'm takin? care ya wife brah Ain't nothin? changed, if I still come home late
Never the same when I hit it and quit it You want it come get it, I'm wit' it When I say that I'm wit' it That means I got a main defense team that'
I'll kill you [Frayser Boy] A crooked as a barrell of snakes Fuck with the real not fake I represent the Bay - so ain't no need ta hate I'm counting
that's when da drama was fed Moma swung on a nigga, I stabbed the bitch in the head I don't scratch my head unless it itches An I don't smoke unless I'm
definitely all f'real, ya see what I'm sayin'? Ha ha I be fuckin' with him all the time, yeah mean? I'm sayin', I used to just serve homes herb Now how
broke heathens Went through drama especially Moma swung on a nigga I stabbed the bitch in her head (nigga) I don't scratch my head unless it itches And I don't smoke unless I'm
I ain't worry 'bout no money nigga, I know Dre Tha glock stay on me, and tha knife's fo' back-up (Ooh!!) I'm comin' to tha +Vibe Awards+, dare ya to