feigns in my white tee Fuck a throwback I look clean in my white tee I gotta couple throwbacks it just I choose not to wear them White tee extravganza nigga like a foot locker sale
duct tape ya [unverified] don't get me pissed Put hollow tips in clips like chips in dip Bitch, nigga here could flip tha script, ya not built for dat Ya not soldiers, ya get killed for
tee fuck up throwback i look clean in my white tee I gotta couple throwbacks it just I choose not to wear them White tee extravganza nigga like a foot locker sale
on that boy shirt what it say not a thingg [Hook x2] I gotta couple throwbacks it just I choose not to wear them White tee extravganza nigga like a foot locker sale
not to get caught up In a life of crime and grime A street rhyme Stop taking down our rims and nets Lookin at gyms as threats Not enough to do for the
and mob creates its face Megalopolis builds barriers, you die under their stress The mob creates its atmosphere: Bitches, drugs, guns for sale. I'm a
For a high school drop out, shit, that ain't bag I'm not a blood or a crip, I'm doing my own thang G-UNIT Shit, I done started my own gang I don't go
to buck a nigga that's slippin Devon the Don King gangsta pimpin pound for pound im putin it down town to town never gangsta simpin and don't make me
I show and tell My backup is backin, never leavin me lackin With Double or Nothin, KK, D, and AMG and we're stackin Up sales for motherfuckers just like you (For
I take a cocaine Buick and put some blue to it That's some gangsta ***, these *** love this gangsta *** Khakis and some gangsta kicks, yeah, *** that's my gangsta
be delayed I once was the least paid but I made the grade Cause this ain't a slave sale and I ain't the same stale Rapper, no, I'm not a phony microphonist
WAITING FOR A SPRINKLE GENIE TO COME AND DRINK IT UP CAUSE I'M THE ONE BOTTLE WILLY WITH THE 12 HORSE ALE AFTER THAT I GET SILLY LIKE SOUPY SALES NOW
the same class" I'm shakin' my head yeah, now listen to line ass They ax me what have I been up to, Knowin' damn well I made money for my record sales
the spot, sharp as ever, 'cuz Same pro, never rock with the same flow My chain glow like lines up in the rainbow Aiyo, boogie bang, what the deal, son? For
don't say this often But we gotta keep the peace, too many in a coffin Pour some liquor for my cousins out in Compton [DJ Quik] I'm not a kingpin, I
why oh why [snoop] it's only for the money Do we live in dangerous lives? [snoop] it's only for the money It's just the gangsta life we live Why oh why
with plenty gangs that's holdin' thangs And rearrange your frame in one breath So to keep on breathin' I suggest you take this beatin' 'Tis the season for bleedin' and we've been lookin' for