I could see were purples and reds and her silhouette wavin' goodbye she didn't come there lookin' for love and the cool thing was neither did I and neither
Verse Four: B.G. I be quick wit choppers Splittin heads for nothing Big Tyme hustlaz flow short and frontin I'm bout money and power Nigga birds and bitches Collecting riches and
3:] Now pan the cameras back to me and Pamela's Amateur threesome with Hannah Montana's manager And Miley feedin' me sandwiches for my stamina And Santa
with six other niggers Yellin' at the trees like "Hey, hi mister" I'm Life Litter's official stripe getter Dig this, I'll get a shovel and strike sisters And
Chinchilla and buy some momma for your head On the block i'm from niggas be damned near 40 and still tuckin And niggas baby mommas is pregnant and still
and my nine I'm as cool as a motherfucker, I'ma get mine Now we satisfied, got the pockets on swollen Boss Hog and this 'Pac nigga... picture us rollin
And me I'm doing cool I've settled down had a family, working and night school Every once in awhile, I reminisce And wonder how we ever came to this
down with this business Tryin' clown and get a cent and so rather than stand forever, been thinking drinking over a felony and hell of me and how
shit.. That gangster shit.. Yeah.. [Chorus] Man I watch the sun go up and come down Sayin.. what if? Man I watch the tide roll in and roll out Sayin
with no support in your back you?re only strong when you?ve got your gang with you beating up some innocent say, how cool are you you do the robot and
mad strange Never mad cool, cuz i been through flames Walk wit a limp, cuz i been through games Now shes a ho, cuz she been through gangs Beef wit ghats
play fi all dem down a south Easy Mr. Sly and Taxi Gang run di route Yuh nuh hear music dem a bawl out Mission Impossible and a teach people Play
boys in a stolen Caddie I wuz shootin the pree blowin some weed And every now and then I sip some Hennesey And after my niggas wuz bustin we probably
do? You can ride and smoke with me or I can ride and smoke with you It's all cool, It's all cool, It's all cool Act a fool, Act a fool, It's all cool
with my click, and stood on my own, And kill flesh and I rest on the nine I'll be fuckin' with y'all, slangin' my dogs And em' all niggas been anxious
Wile E. Coyote and Fog Leghorn Sylvester, Tweety, the rest of the gang (that'sss right) On tree, the Toon Squad got the best game And after it's over,
think of nothing else to say. Christina Milian, Cool and Dre, come on! I got the urge to scream out. Pull out the bird, let's be out and I don't know
