again No never, no never Boom boom boom boom boom, my heart, my heart Boom boom boom boom boom Boom boom boom boom boom Listen to my heartbeat when it's
you shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me now you're just a enemy [Chorus] [Verse Three:] Now I change my style up, my style up,bodies
show that ass and I'm a physically tear it up Another G with a glock givin' a fuck about a cop I do my talkin' with a 12-gauge buckshot Like Spice 1
my rap style is my hustle I shot niggas up like Muslims We flex like muscles Use a, pretty delievery cause it's most important I form a style that cut
'm known to smoke a hoe Smoke a hoe, smoke a hoe, smoke two, smoke a few Got my motherfucking crew, now what you wanna do? B U S H W I C K blowing niggas
ass you shoulda took heed of my word and became a friend of me now you're just a enemy [Chorus] [Verse Three:] Now I change my style up, my style
bounce, more bounce (W-we live this shit) Bounce, more bounce, more bounce (W-we live this shit) Bounce, more bounce, more bounce (W-w-w-we live this
C-P-T (that's right) My niggas put their money on me (chin-chin) Show 'em what's it's all about Knock a nigga out Hard knock rhymes since the beginnin
Prince] Here I go The F-f-f-f-Fresh P-p-p-p-Prince is who I am So tell my mother that I never make a whack jam But sometimes I get n-nervous and start
Yeah the streets got a, lot of heart and soul and the Sicksider Make the block hotter than Hell fuckin with my mind It's not a game, the Sick and Infamous
the S.P.C. clique In a room makin your sister suck everybody's dick So fuck you! [VERSE 2] That's it, I'm sick of these devil tricks You call me a nigger
to smoke a hoe Smoke a hoe smoke a hoe smoke two smoke a few Got my motherfuckin' crew now what you wanna do? B.U.S.H.W.I.C.K. blowin' niggas away Doin
a strap, that's pointed at your ass So give it up smooth Ain't no tellin' when I'm down for a jack move Here's a murder rap to keep you dancin' With a
ghetto to ghetto Borough to borough Niggaz pump my sounds loud cause my shit's thero Hello, where is the P channel zero In the zone trapped off, kid can't hear
a fuck about a cop I do my talkin with a 12-gauge buckshot like Spice 1 I'm just a giggity-giggity gangsta and keepin a motherfuckin slug up in the chamber
