[Rah:] Hey hip hop I see what you doing 4thirty ain't mad at you neither Let's do this [Hook: Rah] Look at my wrist Look at my kicks Look at my neck
made it On this ladder And I'm destined to climb [Pro:] To the sky To the sky It's a bird It's a plane 4thirty wilding like we won a championship game
Thirty million sold and that I'll just stay at that now what about that Listen to the thuggish And listen to every other rapper rap about who that come
time they hit fourth grade They got the Discovery Channel don't they? "We ain't nothing but mammals.." Well, some of us cannibals who cut other people
sell the telly And make evenings by the fire And little kicks inside her This moring at 4:50 I took her rather nifty Down to an incubator And thirty
T NOBODY HOME! How much money, just for three kids I got three other hoes layin? down they bids Don?t think I wont choke out all 4 of they faces I got
couldn't cop the drop) Would ya hate me? (If we couldn't drop the top) I know ya love me (Cuz you know we pop 4 Roc) I know ya hate me (Cuz you know we
in D.C. at Howard homecomin with my man Capone, dumbin, fuckin somethin You should know my steelo Went from ten G's for blow to thirty G's a show to orgies
You How To Do This I'm Probably The Coolest I'll Show You How To Do This I'll Show You How To Do This Shit [Verse 1:] I Got A Drop On Thirty's Rims So
B:] Yeah, see I remember, how it all be-gan I used to slang dirty raps to my P.A. fans And back then, I knew you couldn't stop this flow No other MC around
for mine Back in the hood Like my niggaz think I should But knockin' on wood They got a nigga back on that good Back on a mission In other words I'm back
fuck if we get a ticket and Why I pay a hundred dollars for a watch Five Fifty for a ounce a Kush Three Fifty for a pair of jeans And thirty thousand
a fuck If we get a ticket and Why I pay a hundred dollars for a watch? Five fifty for a ounce a kush, three fifty for a pair of jeans And thirty thousand
stab my heart like, ouch Six thirty in the morning, I've arrived early from tour Step into the house, I'm walking up the stairs 1 step, 2 step, 3 step, 4
Sundance Kid and Butch Cassidy You had the audacity to wanna tangle with the X Strangle your neck, slap you like the opposite sex Drunk drivin tryin to stack my loot While other
signs, lettin' off rounds for mine Back in the hood like my niggaz think I should But knockin' on wood, they got a nigga back on that good Back on a mission in other
