my Boo is true I spend mo' time with my niggaz than I do with you But everywhere it's the same thang, that's the game I'll be damned if a thang changed
school bus Full of screamin lil kids, we doin' 90 plus Runnin cops off edges, ratta-tat-tat 'em Bustin shots, swervin and throwin kids at em Jumpsteady
, get a little high Young girl stugglin', tryin' to survive Mother of the Earth, she made you and I Just tired of playin' the same ol' games Messin' with
High She had some hard ass cousins that wasn't wit it They went out they way to make sure that I didn't get it But now tricks is for kids silly rabbit
You like to think you're so damn punk rock But really you don't give a fuck We aren't naming any names 'Cause we ain't playing silly games Just cause you're so damn
with the demons that I can't hide Intuition is a gift nigga If you think that a nigga did it Hit em in the chest and keep it movin' Or go sit your silly
I?ve got problems with authority Its like the moral of the story is calling me With silly pranks like you ain?t gonna win kid This game is bugged these kids
and can't win 'cuz you uptight Hah, he came to the game with two emcees Back when people said you can't make beats on PCs Internet haters, major labels be damned
talkin' all that Old silly ass bullshit. (Ali) Up next, Kujo!!! (Kujo) Niggas hate me cause I'm nice in the game And got a style priceless like ice
still playin' silly games Now why do I put up with all this child's play? Now if your word is all you have then you ain't worth a damn thing Promises
Hogan High She had some hard ass cousins that wasn't wit it They went out they way to make sure that I didn't get it But now tricks is for kids silly
be just another bush surrounded by a couple orchids Poor kids just 'cause they were poor kids Left 'em on they porches, same old story in New Orleans Silly
theater We in the cut, the cinema was mediocre Take her to the crib so I can stroke her Kids get broke for their skins when I'm in Close range, I throws game
showdown, in yo' town Let everybody know you my ho now I'm feelin' way too cool off the gin and juice I'm 'bout to fuck my bitch and her friend too Damn
One] Today's agenda, got the suitcase up in the Sentra Go to room 112, tell em Blanco sent ya Feel the strangest, if no money exchanges I got these kids
Vic Yeah, They both got silly Lil Twist, I get silly I'm the king of the city Young Money, Young Mullah Yeah, The kid in this thang Grown men in this game
syrup shit well let's get rich I got too many knots I couldn't put it in a box (DAMN!) 6 months really a nigga actin silly made a 150 when I put it in
em he'd be just another bush surrounded by orkids...poor kids just because they were poor kids, left em on their porches same old story in new orleans...silly