t God unless no fear Big money, all the hoes, HD, I came so clear We jeweled out and we racked up, Phantom big when it back up Big Boy, look like a Mack
93 million miles above these devils Play me in the winter, play me in the summer Play me in the autumn, any order You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like
and we comin up fixin to pop up on the scene, just got some drank from that boy with that bird, and you know we just hooked us up on some syrup, now you
to youngsters Amongst them is me, can't remembers my beefs With who? For what? They screw-face me up, my boo laced me up Bolinsiaga, flimsy condo with
9/11 I'm on the avenue with nines, elevens, I'm a two times felon That's why I keep the top up, on my 9-11 Pele, in New Orleans, ain't got no Rico law
up big spliff Inna mi hand and Hennessey inna mi cup Yuh see the gal dem wi ve up is like sum angel Abducted dem fat and grad up Yuh a here mi when yuh
I'ma pimp you dumb bitch! Send to wreck and get a check Turn up your deck, this dope We iced up and priced up, and crawling in Benzos [Verse 6: Powda
Got my brain on twist but I still persist Whats up? What we doing on a Sunday eve Its straight to 5-6 best beleive We calling up some biancas on the
I hit em all up, creep em all up, kill em all up, fill em all up Real deal, dig em' a ditch, then take they grip Put em in the back of the Cadillac show
so I'm constant with it [Verse 5: Yungsta] Roll around in tight whips Catch me on the night shift I'm just a Yungsta, I roll without a license My dogs
it in tha trunk hit em up send um on a trip to a grave i'm gonna pop watch em drop Em in there tracks send em to the cemetery fairy tales of the crypt
you later." Block 2, Block 3 My mom's still wavin' at me 4, 5, 6 The kids are all startin' to mix 7, 8, 9 I'm tryin' to keep from cryin' 10, count 'em
Some people melt 'em down in a needle and shoot 'em up But I pop 'em with Seroquel like glue, I am stuck [Crunchy Blac] See I'ma pill popper, so I'ma keep poppin' em
needle and shoot 'em up Buy I pop 'em with Seroquel like glue, I am stuck See I'ma pill popper, so I'ma keep poppin' 'em Gimme 20 Xanax and I'ma start droppin' 'em
up twice wood strip got gold, leten em boys know Ima hop out with the crease in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss,
that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma don't pray for me I don't back down from no nigga, they got a place for me With that iron, I'ma roll wit' 'em, momma
some grip with my dope ass lyrics stacking up a platefull like regular, and just then my homie bones hits me up I'ma cellular feeling to brake up a couple blocks for my ass up and hook it on up
from the valley staning em slanning em Got my clavo small paper tall Rising realizing sizing em up From smuggling a cross the ocean Just clowning with the three wheel motion Roll
