came up on a mill, nigga Boot up like you got platinum goin' across your grill, nigga [B.G.] I'm on probation, got me, I can't smoke no blunts A dirty
be a family That's just how it'll be if this world was for me [Juvenile] If I ruled the world, wouldn't be no politics Blacks would have a lot of shit
we'll smoke ya leave ya wet in the street B.G.: AKs and SK rifles I tote them Playa hata and balla blocka I smoke them Turk: Now when we ride we ride
I can be And shoot down everybody player hatin' me I den been alot of places, I strapped around But I never found a town like Uptown Out, lounge all day, smoke
a vest? Take a flight through that Nolia and then see who represent Not with them thugs ridin' wearin' them black reebok tennis Niggas fifteen, sixteen
block Take the tip of the jo, kick down the front door Run from front to back bustin', Terius cut his wife throat I'ma play it how it go, hold a black
' Gunshots be ringin', but I bump and bust 'til I let 'em know I ain't no ho, and I ain't 'bout to start bein' no ho I smoke herb tryin' to calm my motherfuckin
key Take hits on buster niggas..... startin' at five G's Oh, I'm the young nigga dressed in black on black With glocks to mack in the hoop in 'dis black on black
so much 'til they nose get sore It's time to graduate, bags aint doin the job no mo' Now a needle and some dope, tap dat green vein Smoke blunts sometime
and two in the back And the bitches keep screaming "Odd Future is back" [Verse 1:] Wolf with a T-Rex cock, less talk While I invest stock in wet rock Smoke
: [Lloyd Banks:] Straight outta Sideside Crazy muthafucka named Bank-o Crack rap, million dolla bankroll Black Lac, for my outta state ho These niggas
nigga you trippin, you think it's over you trippin Reload slap the clip in, back, back, strapped [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Uhh, I drink like a uncle, smoke
I done did so much dirt, I ain't tryin to get CUT I'm a bad boy, that bad boy they wan' fuck with They like that black on black rims on the Caddy truck
I don't owe them A motherfucking thing I'll make it hot Run up on me get Shot In the street like a dog A nigga try smoke me, I'm gone smoke him When
to stunt My wrists stay rocked up My TV's pop up in a Maybach benz I'll teach you how to stunt Nigga you can't see me My bently GT got smoke-gray tints
the bitter black regrets, Of ourselves - we've found no-one else and we smoke, dead men's cigarettes and we choke, on the bitter black regrets, and we smoke
no need to shave We'll be stinking like rum in a punch You can walk on the water You can dabble in the mumbo jumbo You can smoke a little ganja Float
: I need some money to open doors I won't bend over or lick your paws You got me red, I'll get me black My tar town checks come bouncin' back He wears