first off this is too doe When I hit ya with this K cutters you turn 'bout three colors Go and get your boyfriend or big brother, I don't care I'm Dade
eat, young pussy, go brush ya teef Try to keep that cash money like big city, I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin',
my only desire Big Style, Lil' Floss, Tray Dee and me K-U-R-U-P-T, Soopafly and Crooked Eye Until then I hope God don't pass me by Every day I work harder
! B.A. Plus But ain't yo sista Suga-T? Suga-T Ain't you the one that say sprinkle me, sprinkle me I loves me some Forty-Ridah I seen you up in 2Pac's
) This my time machine (take me way back) Take me forward far, this ain?t just my car This is my time machine [Big K.R.I.T - Verse 1] Take me way back
the neighbours I aint meaning no bad shit When I say they don't have a dime And I aint meaning no Gold watch when I say "I don't have the time" My hustle
I felt about it C'mon} I gotta thank God, I wanna thank y'all I gotta thank God, I wanna thank y'all I gotta thank God, I wanna thank y'all I gotta
once you gone, ain't no comin back Talked to randall and t-dove They say, "p, the streets ain't all that." I mean the calliope projects done
on you, come on Ooh boy I need you so never ever let you go I be your fantasy girl J) Your girl, fantasy R) I just think of you, I dream of you yume
, ravishing I, impress C, courageous or careless K, for the kani's that I got That I rock everyday, and why, why not? [slick rick] R, ravishing I, impress C, courageous or careless K
I ain't got shit but a low profile (b.g. knockout) Ain't a nigga like the k.o? I rolls a 5 point 0 Occasionally I go dippin in the lo-lo I know it's
below Or get played like a game of nintendo J-o-k-e-s ain't my style I ain't a child that's why I don't smile I combine a line designed to find behind
eight, I said eight, yo. Na, I don't think so. It's seven. Whatever, dude. It's the P-a-t-r-i-c-k with the t-h-c m d-m- a So listen while I wreck it
I agree, I said, R.I.P., I said Rest In Peace to the legend Screw and P.A.T. I said Swear I still jam ya music, I won't let no one abuse it Can't do it
, now death to the motherfucker that causes strife R.I.P. Uncle Roy, God bless your wife R.I.P. Uncle Mark, God bless your wife I guess we can't call
Individualize because I am an MC. I can because I care Cause my family's there cause I, cause I Cause I appreciate the mentality of music Saving all my sentences unless of course I
-go-round The cut don't flow that I touch is not a preemie And who would ever see me when I dream of Jeanie I don't think so, peace, I gotta go And shake