put it in your system This side put it in your system The Westside just put it in your system The Eastside just put it in your system Project's over put it in your system
my name, cause I don't going back and forth your boss and your captain's soft Chorus (Eminem) We gonna bring it to anybody who want it you want it? you gonna get it
got to get me some money man, put it down for the General A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught a nigga flossing cash What it was four niggas, and we punk
was sent to the world, by G-O-D, [Verse 2] I was a born loser, I was a born sinner, Now I am a winner, in a ?convincing sinner?, I got to take a bow, '
a sucker with a style just boring me So I show K.N.O.W. L.E.D.G.E. it might trouble you Then I transform like a Decepticon With a mic as a bomb In my
ever had your gap pealed back or your shit pushed in I put my blade in your like a fucking pin cushion slice your ear clear off, Smirnoff and Hindoff I'll show
your long towels When I get to you, it's on now, wow! Better gas up when you with the king kong, gal Get it, pivot, women digg it, lick it, then I hit
no thing to me we can do it any way you want a do it It'll hurt you more than it'll hurt me when I put these bullets to it Blow them brains up out you
manuscript, man you flipped Put it down if you can't handle it Got a B-R-C-G, Blunt Rollers College Graduate I got a degrees in Physics on how high I
beef, it's too tough, called your bluff Shot you at such close range, blew out your eardrum Caught you with my mack, blast your cage our your back Yo,
'm surviving I got to get me some money man, put it down for the General A nigga'd rob your ass, if I caught a nigga flossing cash What it was four niggas
ass When in reality officer friendly kicked my ass, damn You overflex your authority too Put your foot in my shoe and let me try on your boot So I can run it
a** g****** down You know the deal, it's all about a dollar bill You know the deal, it's all about a dollar bill You know the deal, it's all about a
Black and Decker Put it down if you can't handle it Got a B-R-C-G, Blunt Rollers College Graduate I got a degrees in Physics on how high I can
some hoe's from over seas A mansion, a yacht, and some G's Everything about you, thousand motto nigga, yeah Can't even tell you what I make a year I
40] Get your marbles main, get your paper ... glorify your paper route Verse Three: Too $hort Yeah I'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy hoe Smokin