if you?re not so young I?ll call for you and anyplace we will go I?ll call for you and your boyfriend will go I?ll call for you and anyplace we
just call me "ball park" 'cause I pump when you click your jaw And girl, I'm surprised you took it all 'Cause I run you like a track meet I can't wait
I'm kinda hopin that maybe you wanna kick it in the l.a.c. So later on we'll be rollin Drop-tops i'm hittin yo' hot spots i'm top notch My niggaz never
new mixtape, I got a call from Lupe But I did it for the love, no check, mate [Dosage:] When people said I couldn?t, I wouldn?t, I made ?em believers
I'm out on the hustle, I sit and I guzzle/ Hope on reality that it'll pass me by, right on by/ And I'm not gonna sit and lie-ee-iiee/ All of my life
my mind off onto my murder Murder y'all all, and I flees the scene clean And I'm out to fade 'em Hey, and I'm out for money, gauged 'em Better pray
A.C. So later on we'll be rollin' Drop-tops I'm hittin yo' hot spots I'm top notch My niggaz never listen but I told 'em When I catch you at the game
stuck, I'm jammin' like Smuckers for all you motherfuckers that caused the ruckus, Then I fix a few stitches, Badow! Blast my style back like you bitches, I
just call me ball park 'Cause I pump when you click your jaw And girl, I'm surprised you took it all 'Cause I run you like a track meet I can't wait,
I could give a fuck about what, who that you flew Make you sick like the flu, I know how to spook you All it takes is a bullet, you'll be shaking in your
me suprised I'm still alive 'cause back in the day I got shot homey Because we let the bullets fly But that don't mean I'll lecture you how I almost died
I'm talkin bout! And you wonder why I'm proud of my family? And you wonder why I ain't gotta rap? I got niggaz that will assassinate you B, lyrically
Tombstone ready die for the love of his block Know what I want in my life, I want for my brother Know what I want for my wife, I want for my mother
, c'mon prove it C'mon, you think you bad? How bad you are? I'm the nigga of the century C'mon let's see how bad you are C'mon bad guy, c'mon We the
chat. If only for a minute I'm tryin' to get to know you better. I don't dance but I might two-step with you girl. And how about after this we jump in
I got a call from Lupe But I did it for the love, no check, mate [Dosage:] When people said I couldn't, I wouldn't, I made 'em believers I come from
call Swtiching up on the cards only confused them all You got blocks go head move that wall Like to break shit down I give em two for four I'ma get my
moves at action, blastin' mothafuckas Execution fashion, now who's the fat one that you love to hate Catch you at your mother's wake, smack you Then I'll wack you
