whole click's wild I'm rich pal, no more sticks I'm makin hits now I drink Cristal, I'm through breakin laws I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours So
C.) [O.C.] Yeah, umm This ain't a tribute, you still here, word up You still here, Corleone [Chorus: Woman singing] I know you can hear me cuz I'm still
is leeches You probably mad cuz I be sexin divas I should pull this pistol out and make you touch your sneakers I'm on some cool out shit, but I will
shorts for draws Sweats for longjohns, tryin' to get their warm on I'm strong on, any song I perform on Get papes, celebrate like the date I was born on I
walked through my block didn't make it out Because I stuck that nigga, then I bucked that nigga (I felt sorry for that kid) I didn't fuck that nigga [
your baddest dreams, shit you haven't seen I have to be perfectly honest You should have an anniversary to acknowledge the way I work the ebonics I verbally
underworld role model D.I.T.C. we be them cats to tomorrow [Chorus] [O.C.] Holdin it down for D.I.T.C niggas stink like feces Goin against raw dogs
block and still say "What's up?" Yeah I see through the glass but I lay in the cut You think I'm playing or what? Got a in the cut I pull out, niggas
(feat. Big L, Diamond, O.C.) [Big L] Yeah, Big L, Corleone, a.k.a. Tommy Gibbs Flamboyent Entertainment, D.I.T.C. forever Word up, it's time to let
Uh, uh What D.I.T.C What Shh Creeps, straight up Straight up Y'all, laying in the cut What! [O.C.] Strangers I don't trust Peep out the scenery so I
I come up like the sun an not a day goes by That I don?t grab my gun an make my way through life [Chorus] x4 I can't stop I won't stop To not drop You
d's n f's cuz I didnt want to behave I was the class clown Christopher raise hair I show my dick to them hoes and I get expelled yeah I get punished
If I had the world, dog, I'd make hustlin' good And if I could I'd put work every hustler's hood [B.G.] I can't lie - this world is scary to me I carry
LT It ain't never got to the point where I can't handle the heat I can't see no way out for me i'm in the game too deep So, until i'm covered in white
say I hate ya, but I tell 'em it's all in the game I'm a ducht taper I'ma a young money maker, fuck these hoez I can't be no faker, I play wit my nose
city of niggas that follow, the thangs I do, the way I walk, the way I talk, the shit I buy, the shit I bought see I gets more pussy than cotex, I sport
the T-O-P I'm H-O-T, bitches say I'm a D-O-G I'm on surveilance all day be the S-P-D's In my heart I feel, fuck the police Cause in they hear they feel
set a straight disaster Ya got birds? I smash ya Refuse, I leave that ass, know that I'm nasty No clues, I can't be caught I can't be found, it's all