I ain't trippin' though, these bitches takin' too long I'm 'bout to call some other hoes on the phone Tell 'em I'm a hog nigga, need a triple-X bitch down
see the seeds I lost through abortion When I'm gone y'all niggas better not mourn Keep flossin' as long as my name Lives on what's most important I'll be down
wit a vengeance Blow the microphone up an leave it smokin' when I?m finished Per pound spinach my niggaz been in it an done, done it So when you come
know the Lord is my Shepherd so I can't go without praying the prayers I need them the good in me is leaking I only put this pen down so they can see
shit back down you erection and your girls not terry she's ows and sound boy your not havin 1 segment on this microphone I sense tension your styles long
Living in the city of the Scandalous Shisty motherfuckers can't even trust my own brothers So who can I choose to trust me that's who? Niggas want a piece
[Verse 1] My man Shawn from around the way son been down from day one Never been known for mistakes but was bound to make one Her name was Nina See he
three wise men like I followed the star There she is shorty bi-coastal Thick like bifocals, stacked like 2Pac vocals her body so loco Jewel of the Nile so
Screwyoo what you wanna do, let me come down Poyo got his crew got my whole click, got to come down Ima wave trunk, Im a gone so so fine Ima hit on the
can't be choosers (choosers), go and get a ruler Chain extra long like Wilt Chamberlain's my jeweler (hey!) Other known as Koopa, ain't nobody cooler
is the world premiere, ox yeah, now I'm dickin down Heather Locklear Rubber glock in the glove box, Benz drop yeah Hit the mall in Long Island, they got
do believe that we will make it Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh I was at rock bottom, my whole life was mo' problems Reincarnation of a slave pickin' cotton Stress beamin' down
peeled Hey Joey, let's just get this money Brothas just be wilin' Hey Joey, you can't trust nobody Brothas they been triflin' Yeah, momma never said life would be so
I spit When the student is ready, the teacher, shall appear So I'm here, but are you really ready to face your fears? Mo' money, mo' money, is that your credo? You've been
caps out the tool a, Lean back ya' Medulla V's matchin' my mula, sleeves actually cooler Wrists look like I been playin freeze tag wit the Jeweler So
t run Sunday had a whole church singin' a song "Why'd they have to send my baby home?" Fuckin' with some nigga, that paper long Been a g in the game now
how I met you, so forgetful I deal with a lot of pretty girls So, forgive me if I don't remember you So, forgive me, girl, I'm so forgetful There's
and the hustlas, some seem, some low What the deal daddy, it's all good, get that dough 'Cause a y'all, I praise clothes, jewels and cars Paid dues, been