don't like, I don't like this place (I'm not afraid of you) I don't like, I don't like this place (I'm not afraid of you) I don't like, I don't like
they name in the game 'cause they wouldn't up it Big money, heavy weight, make no mistake Triple beam wit da lean, the man wit da cake Shake don't stir
it fast Cause my wolves ten deep and they knuckles is brass, bitch [Hook:] Tell your boyfriend that's a bat and this a migrane Don't ask why my jeans
a rollie, it was a bam blo blunt, so don't front, you only foolin your homies, homie. And i don't have to make jacob jokes, to look at cha watch, tell
Chorus] In my hood niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where without my strap In my hood A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't know how
-45 You drive me crazy shorty I Need to see you and feel you next to me I provide everything you need and I Like your smile I don't wanna see you cry
rap cats ketro (ketro), all across the metro (metro) Plus I pack a cannon, up under my marple cannon They fake, they look like money, but ain't worth half the cake
my 7-45 You drive me crazy shorty I Need to see you and feel you next to me I provide everything you need and I Like your smile I don't wanna see you
Life every body can't be on top Coke Life call me when it's time to cop [Tony Yayo:] Listen I got that white girl on Pablo shit Looking like a glass
2: Snoop] I used to have a lot of broads that I don't fool with I used to have a lot of homeboys I ain't cool with A lot of people that nigga went to
t tell me nothin bout this coke, uh-huh Can't tell me nothin bout this crack, this weed To my hustlin niggaz Niggaz on the corner I ain't forget you niggaz
Good God Almighty THAT STUFF AIN'T REAL" No but that ain't yer game, it ain't even yer race You can't hear yer name, you can't see yer face You gotta
jam, I am Sittin in the cell with no bail but I got cash Man I tell ya'll women Playin the game, worthin children to make a livin She don't need a 9 to
in the hustle Sometimes I sit and I wonder If a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' In this world where nobody don't give a damn
bake a blue cake And the we'll eat it off these blue plates Because kid, I don't know much about you But I like you because you're true blue Yeah I don't
place Cuss your little ass name don't hold no weight And your little ass safe couldn't hold my cake Get your asks denied down the road I take And let me tell
when I swerve through the place Got the nerve to not be able to be replaced Haters can't tap in 'cause I can't be traced This my house, don't speak until
cake.... yeah, if you sell me some pussy bitch, you can't have it back. it's all mines now, i'm the owner of your pussy cat, you can't manipulate a player