Letras:
The Coup This One S A Girl

This one's a girl Let's name her Pam Pam 'cos the wrecker Y'all better recognize This is dope enough Y'all better recognize This be dope enough To make

This ones a girl lets name her pam. [x2] pam cos the wrecker yall better recognize this is dope enough yall beter recognzie this be dope enough to make

proved that dude you messed with's a wanksta (Ohh) Damn homie, ya girl is wit the Street Fam homie And she ain't fuckin' wit you [Mike Shorey] It's a

in his ride It was a clean six fo, orignal inside With no key in the ignition Whered you get this clyde? Nevermind, I'm out, it's a stolen whip And I'

on the clock I went this way that a-way Ran around the corner and that's when I threw my gat away An impala passed, it's my homeboy Clyde He gave me

nothing but Playa's only where the playa's be spinnin a lot of dough Honies got ass bouncing on the floor This is how we behind the playa's door [R.

this real shit, feel this! [Verse 1:] America got a thing for this gangsta' shit, they love me Black Chuckies, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle I take spit over raymo shit, I'm a

found a better bitch, wit a ass this sick You know you love this nigga, why is you frontin? Cause when you's fuckin wit Hope, baby girl you just fuckin

know which one imma pick, they ride with me in my Bentley coupe, and when you split it kind a G it's sick, you could leave it to a three o shit [Chours