down for my bitches Fuck them other bitches I bust rounds for my bitches Fuck them other bitches I'm gone clown for my bitches Fuck them other bitches It's
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, I'ma bring
sundays and DJ's And even Petey Pablo and before Beyonce now won't you bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for me, bounce the bounce for
'll give my last dime to my nigga Save my heart But keep it real at all times with my nigga Look, that's for my nigga If he on a murder charge I'ma make
I love that money, I need that money It gives me shelter, it's there when I'm hungry It feeds my kids, it fills my fridge It pays my bills and the mortgage
em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Bump the Enterpri$e is breakin' 'em down Me breakin' 'em down, man Me breakin' down, me breakin' down Me breakin' down
wanna hurt nobody; just kill off Illuminati Fuck the D-E-A and the F-B-I I-R-S can kiss my ass, U-C-P-D, F-C-C Y'all better quit too 'fore a nigga come
s hawk me, they won't get off me So I kill em softly and use em as walkie talkies *bzzzzt* Turn up my level adjust my voice pitch Hoist this diagnosis
side of me, and my brother ride I don't rap for the plaques My contract's signed just for scraps to get you wacked Nigga, with a gun, with a shank, with
's crazy Stay up out his way Before he hits you wit the A-K spray B-U-L-L-E-T-S I see you like uh, C-B-S We smoke the Ganj cuz we be stressed Fuck with
walking through the darkness) Yeah... c'mon ma, rock that sick... that's right yo, look at ??? over there C'mon, c'mon we breakin' it down (Ooh no-
It's yourz) This for the holes in my momma's sock The scene's marked, got them six in a pack for 3.99 (It's yourz) [Ghostface Killah] Bulletproof goose
The posse's rollin tonight, nigga are you down?" I grabbed my AK, my 16, and my baby Mac Strapped on my vest, and threw the 9 in the small of my back
cha How we do Primo, Jigga-Man History in the making Let's go Uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH Uh-huh-uh-uhh, uhh I spit the murder-murder-murderous Mur-mur-ma-murderous
it's costin Time ain't money cuz I take my money And I take my time when I take my money I'm always careful when I make my money I know about niggas gettin
a nigga You's the type of nigga I leave standin' at the bar Have your thirsty ass waitin for my car tomorrow It's them lame chicks that fuck it up for
the same ride as me but that's just my day car My decor, might be Levi's and a A-R 15 G's in my pocket just to play cards So meet me in the casino, way
