a reach motherfucker, Shady-records till I sleep motherfuckers Obi-Trice nothin but street motherfucker Tear this bitch up till you bleed motherfucker I would'nt give a
to bring trouble your way? Wanna resolve things in a bloodier way? (YUP) Then just study a tape of N.W.A.! One day I was walkin by, wit a Walkman on, when I caught a
a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in god it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you from who you be with keep this a
boy Gotta rocket in my pocket [Kool Keith] Ski masks in the back seat I'm turning 6th street, you bout to feel heat E on the Burrough street Callin'
: Bitch it's time to get paid How paid? Fuck a silly snitch Smoke a motherfucker down Smokin' on a Philly Nigga say he gon' kill me Oh really? Is he?
know this shit is dope So what you try'n to prove Vu's max as Evil E My niggaa dogs the wax My brain's a handgrenade-catch I'm a hit you with an over
the lights out! Is this real or fiction? You'll never know [CHORUS] A pool of blood and floating body parts Would make me grin A close view of a razor
change a connection The bitch's ugly face cold spoiled his erection I'm the Ice rhymer, a big timer And yes I'm a pimp and a player and a hustler and kinda A
on blades, spinnin like waves Gun too Brock-y, behave Big shot, plus I'm feelin like Rocky these days Ice don't melt I could ski through a heatwave Nights
know about some gangsta shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean Back with Stankona
trust in guard it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you from who you be with keep this a secret right by the nuts a 4-5 that
Yellin' "Rasta, alright! " when I'm ridin' by, See I used to be the wife of a king, Back when I was smugglin' them things in the bing. Now that I'm a boss bxtch, It's a
drop with a ten cent icy Shit she want a thug that's basically You see she scared in the projects But she safe with me Shit n-o-r to the e Spinout at
and your mama on a headband, hoe You can call the kid a modern day Van Gogh Take the art to a place where the fake can't go My chain and my pants hang
collect those, extra O's Buy the E, get a key, to the Lex to hold East, West, every state, come on, bury the hate Millions, the only thing we in a hurry
Part 3: Das hier ist das O-N-E! Wir wollen nur Kohle sehen, Drogen nehmen, Koks-Befehl, gelbe, grune, rote E's. Das hier ist das M zum O, hange broke
yall niggas Ok, See you don't really wanna feel a Mossberg blow Clap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga, when I finish it'll turn into a observe show Look