Letras:
W A S P Drive By

I guess you didn't make it So, do you wanna go now? This ain't no joyride It, it ain't your daddy's Oldsmobile neither Welcome to hell

I guess you didn't make it Do you wanna go now? This ain't no joyride It ain't your Daddy's Oldsmobile neither Welcome to Hell!!!

is all that! My Mother's a witch and my Daddy's a hunchback and nobody could fuck wit' me I used to drive a hearse to school, G, with a stiff hangin'

She scrub em up, her legs that is Fat puddy cat wit a head that's trill The type of bitch have a nigga not paying bills Fo reeeaaalll.. by our God damn

Mutumbo, handled by Hannibal Soon, I'm gonna be a fugitive like Dr. Kimble Hey yo, should I slow down? Nah kid go faster Just ,cause they got a badge

a hustle is a hustle and a meal is a meal That's why I'm real and I ain't afraid to steal Straight from the street, backed up by a funky beat If you don

talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on [Master P] Whassup pimpin? It's P

TV shows So I looked up to heaven, got down on my knees An' I cried, "Dear Lord, will you help me, please?" "I need a TV by tomorrow night 'Cos Rick Flare's involved in a

rise (Yo, It's my world) So when the war I hope you on my side (It's my world, It's my world, It's my world) {*Repeat 2X*} [Scratching Chino from Sway and Tech's