clones It's beyond binocalurs, sence the moody, six chromosomes I'm no more less, no need to flex the evil, trip with the clip I got the 6-1-0 flow, and
my shit, know who you fuckin' with? Jay-hovah, 'fore I never got no play Now these bitches wanna give me more head than Sade Crisp in the 6 withcha
6 miles and runnin', got my fist strip poppin' And my first album comin', feedin' twenty growlin' stomachs 6 miles and running in the Pontiac, six thousand eighty six, trans Might shift
to tell her that nigga was bad news but she ain't heard me Fact was that she love this bitch But she found love on the graveyard shift And how many ?
in the front aisle, of a funeral home Put two to your dome, so pass the microphone The s-h-o-w-b-i-z from 1-6-3, third and a-v-e The trump can't see me
shape shifting Dissolved into the darkness A final opinion is of less value Than an appreciation of, And tolerance A shadow that has fallen over this town [x6
home at 6AM gone out to work all day With me boots on me feet and me cap on me head In bed I would I could stay Cause I'm too old to spend my time shifting
s been 30 years being fit for hurting Now I'm a different person with nohing to overcome in the mist of burdens For certain, got 6 figures in my sock
like the R. Kelly tape If you see me in the club, nothin' but Cris poppin' (yeah) See me in court, my lawyers plea bargainin' (woo) Tryin' to turn a 3 to 6
all All the homies on the streets start pumping all Fill up the streets with Sherm and heat Make 'em wiggle like worms, lift niggas out of they seat Shift
Bitches be yellin', "Let Me Ride" like they Snoop and Dr. Dre I keep spittin', them clips copped on those calicos Keep shittin', with ziplocks of that cali dro' Keep hittin', and shift
, black farari is a vampire campfire pull up to the club got a dub ? brick fare rims cost brick fare chicks cost zip fare mr. zone 6, pretty bitches
to a cozy estate filled wit mad rooms Trying to stop too many foul niggaz time to turn it up Push it by the buck and shift gears burn the clutch 'Cause
Cancun Escape to a cozy estate filled wit mad rooms ?? too many foul niggaz time to turn it up Push it by the buck and shift gears burn the clutch
your bitch and dick the culo Slam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo Fly to p.r. - stick menudo Come back, cop a 6 with two-do' Cop a brick from
so wack on wax Purple by the pound, that's that Flacco, haaaa I make big plays, I got big chips Blue money like six Crips Switch gears like stick shifts