i walked her to the store skirt pulled up pushed up against the wall but she pauses just the take a call joanne says "girl, what the fuck r u doing? all these boys
t no bitch fuck you and your click, I ain't no bitch [Verse 2 - VL Mike] Geezy done told you already we two for one nigga alot of shit you boys talkin
singin her song; that bitch is singin her song You busted wide, little boys ain't grown Your mouth is heavy but your back ain't strong, and once again
your pocket This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me, I'ma bring you up in my world This is for my hot boys and my hot girls, ride wit me
Talking) What's Happenin Mayne? This Lil' B.G Your #1 Hot Boy and I got my Chopper City boys ridin with me You know what I'm saying and we bout to fuck
goin down Fuckin right we do it once play them hoes like that While I get my dick sucked he hit the bitch from the back We spend cash with each other
I'm a young nigga, tru 2 da game nigga, fog And play'n with a little change nigga, fog Fuck with me I put a little over your brain But fuck that I ride
nigga tryin' to get rich Cash Money Records model, don't trust no bitch Cause if she know when she got ya, jackers coming you all in 13-VL, the Hot Boys
t fuck with bitch niggaz, 226 bout the real Them niggaz who paper chase, go in the dark and pack that steal You ain't hear about the young thugs, The Hot Boys
I'm on my game ready to be releasin and rearrange Ya fuckin brain Carry and shoot that old 50 plus Out the clip these bullets rush, leave ya fuckin head
where the fuck I be from the week loose my high real deep chill on the block with a glock glock cocked quit sellin coke Fuck gettin cough, buy the cops but fuck
take ?? full off highly tips The glock nine automatic ? speed ?? I fuck wit' ballers and killers ask Suga Slim and B-3 Fresh ordered twenty keys turned them over to me Hot Boys
the fuck you gon get a whole leaf of bread And don't wan give a nigga but a piece of slice, Dawg? Fuck that, We keep it row, It ain't goin down Fuck you
nigga son. (I know I kno...) How the fuck we gon know who hit em, and they don't know who hit him. The hood talkin man everybody know. (I know its fucked
Tyrone Toddy gettin' his ass whipped so he holdin' that gat down His momma think it's my fault cause he listen to back down Bobby was a fucking bum he
me, ohhh no I'm on that doggy style shit, man i don't love a hoe apple wasn't around so i had to let my brother know, never stay in center, play the back
that trey 8 snub he gave me some bud I gave him a pound, gave me a hug love, its love I take it back to the NWA days Fuck Jay my CD's raise the crime
when I greet him With the pounders like he about to get... [Tony Yayo:] GGGG G Unit yeah [Verse 3: Spider Loc] Now I could bring a hundred boys to the
