have a kick and the twist 'cause niggaz be havin shit like bitches on Set It Off, dank niggaz be sniffin dark bank mission accomplished boss crack hard or soft livin boys
got no game, it's just some *** understand my story And ain't no problems, my brother usually won't hear before me Rap had me wantin' to be a dope boy
to bug out And if her bop crazy imma take her to the nut house (pow) You lames aint interesting, the games been missin this The games full of sugar and
gold now Woah now My pockets on swoll now Hold now Uncles Sam askin' how many units I sold now Thinkin' bout makin' clothes now Movies and videos now Puttin it down for big dope boys
no it happened again Let me get a good flow of that dro again Got phone blowin up like a high school bell Plus the price sky rocket like dope in jail
em UK money, 150 thousand pounds All white lim sittin' low to the ground I just joined the game, the millionaire boys club Gave me box of bakin' soda
[Jean Grae] Been a long time (yes) shouldn't have left you Without a dope beat to step to Say - uhh, shouldn't have left you without a dope beat to
out to my nigga B-Love. Music pro "Invasion" C'mon. [Verse 1] Yes, Bic They call me the Flow Boy I'm dope I'm about dope, I'm a Dope Boy The mag light
Go hard, so hard So hard, so hard Whoooa The best nigga in the game Yeah, you know this Da da da da da da da The game never be the same Yeah, you know
drip, my rims is on shine My butter seats reclined, cherry oak is grip With C to blow, and purple rain to sip Now straight up off the rip, I'm letting boys
how to get cha overs up and lock the grams Boys know me in the hood, but not for rappin' Back street trappin', front line, ya boys a captain First
B] P-A trill nigga, I was born ready bro Our here on the grind, rain or shine, for the fetti bro Work comin in and movin out with the steady flow Boys
real block huggers that's embracing the grind And the three time fellas that be facing some time For them real deep boys that be baking and serving And
em come around lyk cirl activator there r none gr8er im the freshest on the scene rap gamin jones im the freshest on the team but really im a coach spittin game
butter on rye, always high but play the low post I stretch to go the distance yo my lungs are mad elastic I'm dope on plastic like Flex, and always
I'ma kill y'all Mi amor dame un beso The capitan, get your hot sauce on my spaghetti, yo Papi, what's up? Mexican handle her hoes All my gutter game
go Stop crying, stop praying where the yeh at ho' Don't you dare scream Jesus I can snuff your mouth Money, dope, you let these D boys move out your
winning And these boys keep losing Plus I'm, the pimp of the year Playas is hatin' and hos is choosing Look at all the hos you losing Then look at all the game