not be cut 'cuz it's in God we trust You niggas trying to check wit' us, we'll make it so you respectin' us I take it off your shoulder Nigga, I'm thuggin
Tradução: Hot Boys. Take It Off Your Shoulder.
it Wayne you buyed Turk you buyed it Slim you buyed it Baby you buyed it Fresh you buyed it B.G., ballers you buyed it You and you, you buyed it This
havin it, see em in the dead zone Fake dope boys is more bass up in my head phones Adjust your treble, I'm heavier than metal My verses are hot as shit
it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter
top, born in Cali-forn-ia Clean your clock, open your can of tuna Make a choice to see the hell or it's heaven Get your chest layed out wit the FM 57
it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit
it on the bed and we did it on the floor but i was surprised when i got the cold shoulder (the next morning) she said 'u just got me hot, i finished off
you can tell it's hot, they talk loud a lot Everybody wanna dance when the slow jam come Lookin dumb, cause you waitin for your chance to hump Straight
how it goes down It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it 50 Cents ain't fuckin
hardest part about the fucking business is minding your own Uhh, and everytime I try and break it off We just yell until we tired then I break you off It
it takes to make the cheese You wanna be a rap superstar, in the biz And take ____ from people who don?t know what it is I wish it was all fun and
don't think they ready for that jelly for them boys I don't think they ready for that jelly Beyonce, Michelle, and Kelly its time for take off [chorus
! Body as a Q-Tip, right on the asphalt Tell the truth that you shouldn't sky off This is Mr. Prakazrel, I don't take it as an insult I grab the money
) I can polish off a bottle In the blink of an eye I can drink all night And not pay a dime Just to soon kick your ass As I take a piss Fuck, even Chuck
wheels fall off Or they can take it to the chop shop Shut up, i'm shinnin' on you bustas! What!? Ready to hustle get your struggle on, no! When you wanna
Me and Dawn in the shack and we got it goin on Prince he's in the hot tub like it's seventy-three Lookin over his shoulder and he's lookin at me I'm up
to the store You see me in a Range Rover, now you gotta pull me over But where oh where is the ticket? You got your hand on your gun cause you're wicked
