hear dem boys come'n Who am I you ask me you know it's 'bout that grammar From any state it don't matter, from here to Montana From white girls name
don't care what you say, I don't owe you hoes nothin' I fuck tall bitches, even fuck small bitches Too bad I can't fuck all you bitches It don't take
And Irv's so nervous that he Says anything to this man to keep him at bay So now Ja thinks that he's so tough And Murder Inc.'s the big bad wolf And
so bad! Sometimes I get upset, 'cause I ain't blew up yet It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet Don't got a rep my step, don't got enough
Hollerin at broads, hollerin at dudes on the cool That's why niggaz don't go to church now It ain't the message, it's the motherfuckin messenger Let us
white man Turned state evidence, fam, we ain't jellin' Felons ain't felons no more, they straight tellin' Ain't nothing worse than a rat, you can't smellin
so I don't fuck up my sheets My shit is deep, deeper than my grave G I'm ready to die and nobody can save me Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl
some cat kept dropping quarters down in the jukebox Playing all the favorite tunes And back by the bar playing cards looking hard Was big bad Solomon
mad shots, homicide come and play Mat lock But never crack the case cause the defendant's a bad cop You feel me fam? The devil's got a plan That's why
's up now? They don't want it, no, they don't want it I know alot of y'all wonder why Gangsta fuck with this white boy? They don't know by now, brotha
the windows and them brand new bikes Big Money Heavyweight nigga that's my life Neighborhood superstars got the candy on the whips and the bike nigga [Chorus - T
better then most rappers, here's a Rose' toast to those rappers, I don't smoke no tobaccos but I smoke the most rappers, I got big tips for the waitress
I be gettin' cash now, my 84's glass now Ya'll be ridin' on 3's, you ain't like them Clover G's I got a ticket at the light 'cause my rims ain't stop
Up north hustler with a bank head nigga, now bounce That's just Jazze on the beat again Tappin' on machines again, it's cracking threw your speakers in That's
get stumped and pulled out the party Ha Ha Hollygrove shit, I'm on my Hollygrove shit Lookin' for a bad bitch, I give her dinosaur dick Big bad flow Weezy
I put the skis on the roof almost every single weekend Can't stop the mindfuck when it's rolling along Can't stop the smooth runnin's when the shit's
But this is my world [Chorus Repeated Overlapping:] "It's your world" [Common] Yeah [Verse 2] Life and death law around us Four pounds and pounds a verb from out of towners It's