or sober Nigga talkin' thug walkin' all through yo' squad Y'all niggaz scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all It's like a hot, heated day homie,
Me shot pussy-hole fi fun [Nas Escobar] Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a
that, "God said he got a party for ya" And I'm a give ya Lord, every beat a heart I owe ya It sounds a bit cliche but Bubba Sparxxx a soldier What you
' frequency I refuse to be a stereotype in ya box Never wanna try to be somethin' I'm not I'm just a nigga from the block, if you got it twist it Stay
' test me, c'mon Me shot pussy-hole fi fun Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a
! Me shot cost you one (unintelligible) Nas escobar- Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a
Lemme see your guns, what? Throw 'em up, huh Word up, we takin' all y'a money We takin' all y'a bitches, what y'all thought it was? I'm so hot to death
with a thousand looks Come through with a thousand crooks I just know what it takes to get this money like Blow Catch a body, get a face lift, disappear
! Me shot pussy-hole fi fun [Nas Escobar] Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a
! Me shot pussy-hole fi fun [nas escobar] Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring Friday night, getting bent, lick a poem My dawg, not even home a month yet, and blaze a
damage spleens, then I scream "Regime!" [ Poppa LQ ] Let's take a out-of-town trip with a thousand crips With a thousand A.K.'s and a thousand clips
shoes of a criminal death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels, & Bentleys I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot
in the shoes of a criminal Death disease keep your luxuries to a minimal I'm not talkin' about weed, jewels and Bentleys I'm talkin' about clean clothes, hot
I throw a hollow at you nigga And I'm so high No I'm too high But a little work on a few blocks And I put a few skirts on a few blocks If you dirt you
and he gon ba-a-blast, at your body Before it get bloody, give up the cash everybody And since it's a stick up on top of a grudge, so game over I'm sick
barely seein A critically blaze, biblical plague in amaze Riddle the box, smmothered in cops Sky hugger, Space Jam, slam in the blizzard of rocks A space