in it, Oh my god Pimps, ho's, hustlers, plans, dealers, customers, and bodies stuck in it, Oh my god [Common] {hey girl, come on over here, check it out
gwap is at Excuse me I be wherever its poppin at Now im on the dance floor iced out lights out Wifebeater true religion shorts and my nikes out Drinkin out
sixes on my duck i dont think these boys ready they dont think i really be wet and my chevy shine stupid like i sprayed it with baggetts you gotta get on my level
granted [Incomprehensible] instead a hollin' I'ma get it H U, double R I to the cane Hop up in my whip and let me beat it out the frame But if you bend
no effort, So imagine what'll happen when I start applying pressure, Guillotine flow who ready to get severed nogga In or out the booth you could get leveled
everlasting light In this big step I am taking seven seizures for the true I got seven ways of going, seven ways of serving You As I move seven levels
we on dat lever, flippin and turnin I hope you niggaz bout whateva, 50 100 mane we'll send you to the devil, I work this bitch like donkey or last level
AHHHHLook out, it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps Who don't be knowin my name, I tear the frame out ya punks I make ya slide, make ya slip, make ya wanna
check this out Yo, yo we gon go back to the old school right now Yo, yo Red Yo, what's up G? Yo, yo, yo check this out I believe there's no nigga out
To show you what type of stuff I'm on You can't puff or sniff it Because I was born with it The Funkadelic Devil, hit you with the rap level of 10 Then
pick it up This ain't a cartoon, I bring light to the darkroom And spark boom, step in my path, I leave a heart wound We pullin out without bustin, no
, as my son grows, so do my raps I feel your misery, you livin' off the next man's life He just as bad, 'cuz he dreams you can strengthen his light I wanna shout out
duke on some, "How ya doin' shit" Small talk made 'em walk out, thinkin? with his silence (Sho' man) Just like I thought, he about to get caught They goin? all out
it out I stole the blueprints from the motherfucking government house Hurtin' 'em now, sit down nigga, tonin' it down And I ain't held a nigga hand since my daddy ran out
out down in Vegas Me and Jay-Z got it locked crazy Where you at haters? In the Ferrari or Jaguar, switchin' four lanes With the top down screamin' out
light on the pathway No more, Bubba K just as white as a trash day Say you can take the boy out of the country But can't take the country out the boy
kiss but the devil red, tires double tread I'm posting parks up. that gets me double head tight rope walking tryna keep a level head the bright lights