my dick licked round the globe I'm sick right into show, riding on lolo's puffing on coco, my bitch in Manolo's don't f-ck with the dodo's, I sling for
officer I know your stompin' ground here But If you ain't from my hood, get yo ass from round here Chorus (2X) [Crunchy Blac] First I'm gonna catch
the game ain't work __ then the streets don't care [Verse 2] Jesse a old as player jesse kind of like my plug Jesse always got gud work bu he don't
white Maybach, n-gga spent a mill Bugatti for 2, on the hill Shining with my strap in my right pocket Hundred thousand a day on that sky rocket From round the block doing this shit round
[Intro - Royce talking] Yeah, Bar Exam 2 nigga. It's a motherfuckin' holiday bitches [Verse 1 - Canibus] Bar Exam 2 I landslide you to lava below Gotta
, boxes and chicken dance. Animal appetite, cannonball crush candle-light. Maddam black, mistress white, Sabretooth fight night i can't stand the light. [Chorus x2
pulled out his blue Bible, change fell out his coat Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope Oooh rev ain't right, his church ain't right Deacon is
her yesterday We already eating yall tryna make reservae We making movies while yall sit on couches pressing play Mmoney aint on your mind, what you thinking doesn't
Desert Station, regulation CNN, channel 10 once again, wha, wha T.O.N.Y invade N.Y. Multiply, kill a cop Me and you You got beef, I got beef T.O.N.
nigga get bust Majestic gettin shreded while i'm twirlin and switchin up T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz) Self made self paid we lounge around in our white
pick them up And go somewhere and play Cause I aint trynna be around the way So I jumped up in the truck Made my way to pick them up That?s when I
? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible Terrible, what you know bout terrible? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible... (Buzz) There's the buzzer
great diamonds [Chorus - T-Pain - 2X] [Verse 2 - Birdman] We got the swine wit' the suede on top The money keep a-comin' nigga peep the droptops The white
make a jug) [x2] [Verse 1: Zoe] You need some work? hit me on my chirp, I be on my way, 4 way 2 way it don't matter any way, Man I gotta make a jug
mean look, he look scary to me too Man, that ain't Tech man, he sellin' out, man That's, that's, he's doin' that shit for the white folks That's white
twenty gage) Felt like it could split your chest whide open wit it Well nigga you should when I'm round talkin that shit Bout the nigga that's my kin-
don't understand Every few years niggas got to get their motherfucking caps peeled back Nigga this is Westside nigga, don't think, nigga don't think
orders Off all those po-po's and armed forces, fuck 'em They don't wanna see me fly, I don't trust 'em They probably wanna see me die, that's why Hold