Tradução: Lil 'O. Sangre dinero.
the fruit nigga This the story this is it, this how it went down The autobiography, of the Fat Rat with the cheese Lil' O, based on a true story [Lil' O
me and my niggaz riders Screwed Up guerillas, wig splitters and cap peelers And we gon let you hoe ass niggaz, know about yourself How you love that, bitch [Lil' O
with that Lil' O, better known as Fat Rat with the cheese Triggas squeeze, on all the South's enemies with ease [Hook x2] [Lil' O:] I hit your block
on my ass, I'ma lay down the law [Lil' O] Now it's twenty inches, on a six hundred Benz Plus the license and insurance, I got corners to bend I got money
crying But damn you supposed to be a playa, and if you don't love her why you care Man I know it's cold, but it's fair [Lil' O:] I hopped out the Lex
do this shit, let's get this motherfucker On the count of three nigga, one...two...three Everybo- get the get the fuck on the flo', shut up bitch [Lil' O
round loose (right) They say what monkey see, monkey gon do (oh-no-no-no-no-no-no-oh) This song pertains to every thug nigga, even you [Lil' O:] My lil
don't snitch Getting rich was a thought, now I got money in vaults I'm Lil' Flip Vasuan Ross, and I'm forever thugged out [Hook] [Lil' O:] Down in Texas
(feat. Botany Boys) [Lil' O shouting] We bring the smash on you cowards All you boys think we playing We ain't playing wit you punks We gonna hit ya
as the big broad sang I pull this thang, and leave your ass bang [Hook:] [talking:] Yeah fresh, (for 9-9) you hater ha-ha Huh UGK and Lil' O, (Lil' motherfucking O
even when times were bad, you always kept it hid Cause wasn't no sacrifice, too great for your kids see [Hook x2] [Lil' O] And lil' sis I reminisce,
Yungstar) [DJ Screw: talking] Ha-ha, boys ain't gon like this know I'm saying Houston Txas, Screwed Up Click Bar None Click what's up Lil' O, Fat Pat
rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Bottles and rockin' J's Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money Wininng and getting money
on the flo' Let that shit crawl around, whattup Game? How are you my nigga? Let's get this money, you heard? [The Game (Raekwon)] Money in zip duffle
Over" musta had a hangover, Get money, my driveway sponsered by Range Rover, I got blood diamonds straight outta Angola, Wave my red rag in the air, signal Lil
they lost (EYY!) Blood of a Black Panther, a born boss STILL gettin letters from the penitentiary "Freeway" Rick Ross and even Lil' Jimmy So if I slip
