now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches {B.G
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on now You ain't thuggin' if you ain't ridin' on chrome now Get yo shine on and chase yo richest You want to roll right drop yo Benz on twenty inches {B.G
me crazy like ya want to The game is over K.B. Baby won't you just quit the contemplating 'Cause I'll box you in your muthafuckin' mouth Roll my blunts
you lookin' for me, I'll be rollin' You can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets If you lookin' for me, I'll be rollin' You can
Got a sign on my dick, bad bitches only Big bank roll, do it like Tony F-ck her friend then I pass it to the big homie Got a sign on my dick, bad b-tches
Yeah, niggaz it's 2006 And I'm back in this bitch G-Unit When I come through I'm comfortable 49's 45's a pump or two We don't permit outsiders amongst
house on the hill as tall as a Ferris wheel? N****z better chill for the b******* peel Knock off your head and ill, whole bunch of red'll spill N**** I'm rollin
, huh huh Aiyyo, throw yo' hands up in the motherfuckin' air And wave 'em, until y'all cash flows hit the pavement Fuck the B-X, I roll on fours like G
truck Draped in all black, two in the Coupe, you better duck Who's that lookin' through my window? Blaow, nobody now You motherfuckers better lay it down B A B
nigga Yeah Whatever you want I got it, ammos, cars and chips Yards of sniff, flood the boulevard with bricks Hard or soft, raw get flipped, B.I. slash O.G
A B boys rock the world CD's and tapes help generate papes E-F is the important Def G-good, H is what style be When I grab the microphone and MC Roll
) Know you feelin' this shit (Bun) Bun B be King of the unda-unda-undaground You can't fuck wit that Bun B be King of the unda-unda-undaground You can't fuck wit that Bun B
smack thugs These record sales equal more back rubs Not to mention I bought a pack of clubs His impacts about as raw as crack was Now all these new artists getting raw
be buyin cars, In the club buyin bars, Nipples hard and designer bra's. From the niggas who gettin chese, Throw back in the crispy g's, More wet? crist
to my hood Look at all these old school Chevys 24?s so you know we roll heavy Welcome to my hood Where they get fly like a G6 And everybody know this
