on spinning come on [Hook] (Who is that) In a brand new fo' do', candy Cadillac (Who is that) In the bed with your bitch, hitting that ass from the back (Who is that
Brooklyn) Hey yo I don't give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure (Dead presidents is all I represent
Industry niggaz I'll admit to that But I don't even want your chain I'll let the Crips do that 12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even
more like D-Bo when he was Zeus Play Bishop I paint that picture now who got The Juice? You niggaz is nutso, I take off your roof Leave 'yo ass stretched
to my clits, don't try to figure cause the murderous tendencies of my mind can't be controlled, nigga So who's the bigger, who's the quickest killer
me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat, how he go out like that? Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin I ain't believe that, pa, he helped
my watch is right, my stocks is right But don't be shocked tonight, if you get shot tonight Still gutter like a motherf***er Chipped up don't be surprised
I'm ? the blackout mode I snatch cheese that your mousetrap hold Yo, who fucks ya baby? Hey Kojack knows my flows, Kodak Couldn't hold that pose Wow Goofy
to get in no evils Raised up on Briz and Biz Bo-wevils Ain't no sequels for your people when we touch down South gon' put that crush down Nigga lay your
? Rest in peace niggaz, these niggaz is sissies These niggaz is hoes.. these niggaz is bitches You niggaz is undercover booty bandits You niggaz is FAKE, you niggaz is
the best the boy scout is who I be..... ...Flip Mode is the sqiddaud Hah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah {8X} {Verse} Yo which muthaphucka stole my flow eenie....meenie miney mo Throw that
Well there ain't no better blend Than Joe Ely and his Texas Men Where the wind blows I ain't seen none like that scenery You can see from a bus if you
-sitter And all women ain't shit Only good for cookin,cleanin,and suckin dick and thats it I was responsible for killin John Candy I got Jonbenet Ramsey in my 98 camry I don't give a fuck who
t hit it, now pay your dues [J-Bo:] Now when it comes to gettin' that cash flow I'm all about that paper, no credit, just straight dough And for all who don't
when I rest my head is on a pillow Be-ba-dee-be, be-dee-be, be-dee-be-bo You see the skills I manifest is very tho-rough And if you don't believe me