you) in extreme need, the fat rat said: lucky to have met you you make me high, so i regret (can't leave you fat) like...rats gathering like rats gathering like...rats gathering like rats
2:] And I understand if you gotta sell crack man Cus this country aint fit for the black man System so scandalous Now in days misdemeanors get you Cali Dust Hold yo head up
Dice game shake em up, praying for a six The wolves out there hungry, they looking for a lick Sun down to sun up, they looking for a come up 10-30 in
game shake em up, praying for a six The wolves out there hungry, they looking for a lick Sun down to sun up, they looking for a come up 10-30 in progress
' ass mom [Kuniva] Ay-yo flashback, 2 seats, 2deep up in that ass crack Weed laced with somethin', nigga pass that In Amsterdam we only hang out with hash rats
Kuniva] Ay-yo flashback,2 seats,2 deep up in that ass crack weed laced with somethin' , nigga pass that in Amsterdam we only hang out with that hasj rats
: [feat. Raekwon, Cappadonna & U-God] [Intro: Raekwon] Yo, yo, yo, turn me up, turn me up Turn me up, turn me up, yeah, yeah, come on Yeah, yeah, yeah
Like a bitch when she putting braids in, I think it's so amazing) We ran trains for hours, up in the Days Inn Hood rats and crack motels, we seen baking
(Ghostface)] Ugh, c'mon, yeah, c'mon y'all (Bounce wit us) Hip-hop (What? Celebrities, what?) (Street corner) For all my niggas Crack spot niggas *Chip
cause I'm hood My pinky ring, that's stacks, man that's a hundred rats The way it bling makes dope boys want to move crack [Chorus]
tonight The girls look pale and the liquor is stale and i'm sober The place is packed with brats and infested by rats And i don't wanna put up a fight
briefcase and no head So I'm like fuck that Show me a quarter and an ounce of crack And I'm straighter than a fucking lightpost I sold a lot of crack
the fucking lies Run from nothing Come for me Cover me up Stand for something Follow me Never give up This is all or nothing Come for me Cover me up Get up
Fo' shizzle my nizzle used to dribble down in VA H to the izz-O, V to the izz-A That's the anthem get'cha damn hands up H to the izz-O, V to the izz
, nine weeks and you're home?" He said, "Main man, you think shit's sweet cause you're home." I just sat, spat no more speech in the phone The crackers up
Rats are pulled from lagoons Mexican mob doing shots of tequila live niggas Throwing up knots in their pictures With gang signs at the same time If crack
