We fly high, no lie, you know this Foreign rides, outside, it's like show biz We stay fly, no lie and you know this Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focused
Bird gang Club Banger Tryin' to holla at you shorty One focus, one focus only Tryin' to hit that thang, let's go We make hits in the studio nightly We
Cold sweats from bad dreams I hope the Feds don't grab the team 'Cause we been labeled as the trouble makers We sell whole pies so you ain't got to cut
[Space Ghost] Now, here's Zorak With a lovely nugget of joy for us [Zorak] The life of a rodeo clown is a painful And solitary existence I know, for I
Come on, come on Come on give me that double give me that double, Give it to me You never knew what it took to get here They say life dont stop for no
Yo, it definitely is a concrete jungle And yet there's more to life than misery We have to have unity in our community We have to work together brothers
, smoking haze in the whip Contemplate, maybe take a little trip Ocean Drive heavy glean in my neck chillin' Call up cabs, rushing drinks out of 'Wet Willies' "Eu Seuy O
Pa Say", on the block in Little Haiti Chicago is the wolves, the bears and the gangster's 2 12'N with the OG's, tryna get the answers And all these O
Now don't push me away 'cause when the first time I met you Girl, you shook me in ways You know the life of a nigga's cookin' up yay And because you knew
'm doin' me, dey see I'm gettin' paid I still be in da hood, representin' for da days Mercedes wanna hate, try to stomp em I'ma fake, o it's all in da
(What you learn in jail you cant learn in the street thats learnin patients I just finished doin 10 years up north. I just came home from doin 10 years
I wear a mean pair of shades They can't see my eyes unless my head is bent you dig
of strip poker Flight up in the mornin' gotta get up on her When I leave you can tell ya friends about my performance And all the time M.O.B. on my mind
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Yeah, you pour wax on the table, uh huh, and you set it on fire Uh, yeah, you know This that dope boy shit, nigga Ya smell me, fuck wit ya Your reign
Free bail posters, tail lights on the roadster Live life vulgar, the FBI posters The fast cars pack guns no holsters We act dumb don't approach us We
I'm back, I'm on my Dip set shit 20 30 grand in one pocket, foreign car outside Living life fast, you niggaz need to catch up, slow pokes NYC here we
We back We still on the streets Rap game is now the crack game Watch out for them rap police The rap police is on my ass, searchin' for the rest I'm