war I let you know you dealing with dogs My villians will finish you off Head in your chest brain Dead on the van on the express way While I got my hand
in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on Bleed on, exceed on! Weak rappers with titles after twelve Hit a bell that's what I'll feed on! Microphone
from my comrade Blue And got my little bitch catch a contact too House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on Swooping to some Soopafly, getting my smoke on
on some bomb from my comrade Blue And got my little bitch catch a contact too House shoes with the blue khaki suit and my locs on Swoopin to some Soopafly, gettin my
ed) It ain't nothing like black pussy on my dick My tank dawgs said never put my faith in a bitch All females ain't hoes, I love the ladies But gimps
smash, crash, tell me Food stamp this game dig us? Yeah an' tryin' to be sneaky Askin' everybody that think I know 'em for my number to beep me On my
every 16 bars Mia X major general in this No Limit Army Bossbitch on your block, I push the whips you ain't got Rock the shit on my fingers that sank
rag on (Yo?, boy) When she sang that song she's turnin? me on If would have known her pops was home Could have stayed at crib, hollered at her on the
My girl aint around let's get down And I hope the phone's tapped let's pretend you on my lap [Amil] I'm bouncin up and down with my shoulders back
the front stop Block party departed, somebody got bodied Right before I snatch this little number from my hottie Yeah, young dude wit jewels and barrel lens Heavy bones on
Television on the gas tank The fuel make the ass stank I mean to be rude My bass tubes are in a glass tank Go strap your seatbelts on Go put your money
shoes My entourage is bout it bout it makin gangstas groove Silkk the shock what's that on your stomach (silk) that's my tru tattoo Well I'll be God damned nigga Cause I got that on my
fatigues see my greed keep me hungry I'm a No Limit spar wanna get it on when your gone blows have the tank up on your lawn was born to bust out niggas
, new Jag on the set, durag on my neck Breathe, and then hide your bait 'Cause all my heat stay dirty like a project vent Whoa, on the lowdown bring the
. I feel pretty good today, This time I can see it. This time when I see her face, the words will come out right. I comb my hair, and put on my favorite
' in trees, to escape the mic that I breathe on Bleed on, exceed on Weak rappers with titles after twelve Hit a bell that's what I'll feed on Microphone
supporters Hook: I got so much trouble on my mind, "refuse to lose" I got so much trouble on my mind, "refuse to lose" (2x) [Verse 2] My baretta will