: (feat. R. Kelly) (Tone aka Trackmaster) So I told shorty I be producing, I be making those beats Be making those hits, ya know So I told her my name
that's that [Chorus] [Verse 2] Magazines call me a rock star, bitches call me cock star Billboard pop star, neighborhood block star Chi-town go-getting pimps, we mob-stars
value I'm not on clown labels, I'm black, but not Sambo A fu man, choose swing, karate chop samples The body rock, while you shark lamble pop channels
murder, kill kill We did that back when I was born, Bill Bill But I still do the knowledge, let me give you the math I rock a 7-and-a-half for my 7-and
asking me about Kelis She's dope with or without me til I die thats what I speak I never run to the tabloids and run around here grinnin' I'm a peaceful, Rolls
Suck it up don't be mad at me bitch I'm glad to be rich You gets none with that fagoty pitch Imma ex poppin' shroom droppin' rock and roll star You's
Just get her to the crib and get her whole back so (sore) I'ma blow my dro', I'ma pop my peel Ask anybody wanna take a shot, I will Might see me in a
I Did It So F**K Them Niggaz I Gave The Plan Nigga I Gave The Game Nigga Im Doin My Thangs Still F**K Them Niggaz I Know The Lane Nigga I Know The Pain
yeah, I hit my duggy I D-Town boogy Now the girls really love me V.I.C. to Vic Yeah, They both got silly Lil Twist, I get silly I'm the king of the city
I get the money and i never ever pop no pills I used to pop'em, i'm lyin' to these motherfuckers now I used to do all kind of shit when i was wild They
top parked at my home (At my home) And I'll be hittin' that piece the whole night long (All night long) Girl your sex so good I just can't get enough (I
, Iiiiiii be I be I been I been, I been here for the culture, youknowhatI'msayin? I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't I don't be recognizin all that new
so loosely Critical curves see it through furs Curious so I want to see if it's hers Delirious so I had to see if it's her, it wasn't me I ain't touch
like an animal I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop Suckers get loud, I drop em I like ( ? ) I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'
See, many many many men die I swing gym stars faster than samuri You see, I'm a psycho, a sicko, I'm crazy I see, I come at night, boy, I kill you,
I'm makin' my dummy rocks if I go broke Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie (We gonna rock the party) Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie (Rock the party) Just Bone
get rocked, when I pop that Cannon Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon Pop that Cannon, pop that Cannon It's whatever motherfuckas, I ain't scared It's whatever motherfuckas, I
the champagne pop I partied for a while now I'm back to the block And I'm gettin' it, I'm gettin' it I ain't talkin' about it, I'm livin' it I'm gettin