Letras:
Mr Serv On It S Real

strapped muthafuckas better get your gat It ain't easy bein me I can't take it life as a celebrity ain't everything they make it and ever since the movies ho's

, Put 'em on the ground, lay down, Nigga check my thang the way that we swang When I'm coming to serve ya, Wid the nine cocked and it's ready to pop Lettin

give me a quick full it's cool though, I fucks wit 'em even though I ain't wit it that's why the gats be in the house whenever niggaz come visit serve

, uh What's it like bein Nelly, ay, let me break it down It's like a shootout and you the only nigga wit' rounds It's like a weed drought and you the

means permanent so I guess I should address it, huh? My swagger is mick jagger Every time I breathe on the track I asthma attack it Why he's so mad for

Pimp C] I'm tryin ta stack paper, these pigs can't stand me It's all about my family, it's all about my candy It's all about the crush, all about the

: King Tee: Now let me introduce whose first The nigga that's been down with the set since birth Whatever it was worth I checked in on the norm Since

days when the year was '89 Little nigga on da grind, gotta get mine doing my crime Wid two in here, steady stackin' my ends Puttin' my serve down on

plug on dat weed and had a plug on dat cain i'm off da chain mayne! trell came home i was on..everythang dat nigga throwed me it was gone..lil ivy taught