And I won't sing one single thing till we can get this right. I'm moving on, I'm moving on. Hey mom I wrote you some soft songs. And tell dad I'm just
Yeah) Boy you down bad, you playing the game raw I thought you was a G, you ain't as real as I thought (Ooh) You went against the code, You disrespected game You
you feel and vibe Yeah I used to get loaded, I got nothing to hide But look at me now, I'm focused, you can tell I try You can even tell the way I lean
You duck sick when I catch'cha, you best to start to runnin', Cuz I'm comin', start duckin', cuz I'm bustin', and pluckin' Fuck it Chuck, you big trick, you
the radio She wants to know what I've been doin' all the time You stupid bitch I know you heard I've been writin' rhymes I'm the same nigga you wouldn
the hoe out guaranteed I can fuck Wootay I'm tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up, Rolex bezelled up And my pinky ring is platinum plus Earrings be trillion cut And
G.s and nigga you a dead man Helicopters and choppers is what I save man I'm a paid man 'Til I'm a dead man Nigga I'm a muthafuckin' made man I'm mutha
five Gs or better I plan never to fall short again I want game Wootay I'ma tell ya no pain no gain I hustle hard for what I want thats how I get it I
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 And out your yay, I'll rape ya But on the downlow
money, and the best attourney speak for me And I speak and represent for the U.P.T. I creep, and get bent with VL Street I' slang heat, any day, noise I
you to bed And now another that done came up, fuck I plot and make sure that I don't miss the hit You up in ???, I got ya, I hurt ya Now I'm up in ya
you on scope nigga but I cooled off cause now I'm chillin cause I got this feelin rappin I'm going to make a million so I do my thang represent and keep
shoulders Think you boulder 'cause you older, but I'm colder With the trigger I'll run all over ya' Niggas talkin' yat and stuff Wan' be rough, but I'ma see if you
wuz happenin I'm full of that dope, scratchin, and I'm bout that action Is you bout that action, if not, clear a path I'm mad, I jacked a nigga and an
is to drank 'til you throw up Point the broad out guaranteed I can pluck Cause Wodie I'm tattooed and barred up Medallion iced up Rolex bezelled up And
a part of this is a bit of you and when you wake up in the morning I'll be the one who smiles for you I fade for the Flower like an unfulfilled dream
dog Somebody says, "Fetch!" and you're jumpin like a frog You should stop runnin, you're forfeitin the race and even if you ran you would be in last place You
with you, I gonna get mine Cause I known niggaz thats college graduates that's broke Askin for dimes and nickel sacks Nigga give me that and I give you