all up Real deal, dig em' a ditch, then take they grip Put em in the back of the Cadillac show em how my Mini-Mac gonna act My tactics is lethal Leave
lay my clothes out It's gonna be too many hoes out Before my ladies rolled out I got 'em to clean up the whole house Then I threw my fit on look in
wit tha loudest mouth be the first to get one in a straight jacket, little straight habbit nigga, I ain,t laffin, I let my fo-fo do my braggin, I came
' is the prodigy and I mobs deep If you rollin wit a playa, Mami c'mon Cause Imma keep it goin 'til 6 o'clock in the morning OOOH I come through My style
roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems Feeling high as hell flyin' through Palmdale Skatin' on dayton rims So roll, roll, the '83 Cadillac coupe Deville If my
to Hong Kong So roll, roll, roll my joint, pick out the seeds and stems Feelin' high as hell flyin' through Palm Dale, skatin' on Dayton rims So roll, roll
It was Frosted Flake, she loved to bowl And although her skin was white she had a lot of soul Rich female, very debonnaire Drivin' a Rolls with rollers
Take me right back to the track, Jack You reach your destination but you don?t go back You need some compensation to get back in the black You take a morning
six Im snuffed in the Bentley who shot her stop playin' wit' me I'm da heart of the SQ mobbers Mobbin' wit my black Madonna Get my back momma Got that
the couch, and i pissed my pants on the way down south; so i went back upstairs to change my underwear took a while to get em unstuck to my pubic hair
'll never fold or hold back, just know that Benzino's wack, no matter how many times I say his name He'll never blow jack You're better off tryin to bring RSO back
and Apple Jacks Stuffed off in the plastic sack So my nig', remember that We be up all night Maybe from the all white Till the morning sunlight Keep my
with the Queen (Queen Pen): Radio play just really advances my chances With big time niggaz holdin' legal finances Ghetto star just about the whole of my life Got eyes in the back of my
it there this year No fear Solitair breaks the silence then my words hold clear jack Some niggaz don't know how to act So bring it back And teach you
What I've run through my body, what I've run through my mind My breath's the only rhythm and the tempo is my time My enemy is hopelessness, my ally
two niggaz in the back That's four niggaz riding strapped in grandpa's Cadillac The voice in my head say fuck all these niggaz Then I start thinking, I should rob all these niggaz Man my
! album. It is the only album it has been released on. I'm headed for the station with my pack on my back I'm tired of transportation in the back of
my city once im acting up just because I'm rollin clean in a chevy,dark skin mexican standind 5'4 put the pedal to the flow hear my glass backs roll hit the the corner with the passion on my