I'll never I give a fuck If it's me a million billion of y'all, mother fuckers I will never
I bust six out the of my Bentley Coup Head shots so mother fuckers can't regroup, can't I'll be if you get more points than me more joints than me
Steal your faith, take a puff, my name Smoke on it, shit, on it nigga, I'm ma make a hit nigga Hot mother fucker down to the nigga
Game over playa and ya scored low Hit me later young and I'm at the award Bank account ten digits and it's all I floss the most shit, fuck the most
Come on, you can ask Don Juan It's now, they all rock Sean John Might have to change my to strong arm You to get money man? That been long gone, come on
Have to do with nigga since Nicolas Bond Poppin' and choppin' until the day I'm gone poor 'cuz your dream come from one bottle Prominent premier, premium
Watch him explain, ain't nothin' but blood crime though in the spinal from my rivals the T's and dot the I's and Pay the judge, drop the top, we'll mess
Shit, it's the kid feelin' You cowards don't know? I'd rather be racketeerin' shots in the atmosphere and Not caring, the prosecutor at my hearin'
Money laundering, wondering Who me? I reply Come, what God be if He was a straight G Tonight, too tight out of a big ditch we
Yo, yo, yo, it's hide Grab the rope and yell Front line is pussy, call off I'm focus but my hand is
I my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the nine like a 'All rise' This gun'll knock plants off tall We value-packs, y'all small
Yo, I'm from the Yo, but on the tied Don't matter, we'll take up all yours doc, then PPP hide, my name is
Since five, I talk jive in church dressed in corduroy Now I'm grown up and been married four Besides, I'm just a sight for eyes Brick city, known pop the wide Stolen in New York High
the plot Last come, first one to rot, first in the If I miss, circlin' the block, the pot And I be the person to
If your girl missin' the rock, and a watch Hot as it gets, from came outta you debts Buy the cassette, it to death Alota sweat it, you try to forget
How I rock shit N.Y. to Tibet You got it to bet? That's how you got into debt You lost when you nodded neck Through the vest, through the that you tried to protect
Take the voice that you try to project, you to kid, cat shootin' sperm in you wiz I'm why you smell in the crib Man, I'm out for doubtful, shit, I spit a Indo out-do, to outro
I'm the thing spittin', so go warn your clique niggas y'all look up to, is on my dick Sauce motherfuckin' to hit I get so far up in your ass, think I was on shit
Look, you against me is really to see Who, when, where, it's gon' be I don't a fuck if it's he or she I'm the of hip hop
Nobody with me I know your type, you a ride dick Cry sick nigga, lied nigga Out of turn speakin', first one
Always the Suzuki side nigga Bitches don't stones down, they throw bricks Why I come through and tell 'em to blow These nigga's the nicest? No, go Sauce, you da motherfucker, no shit
treated and competed, walk away from it undefeated Observe it over there, okay Ain't it we overheated You talkin' that slick
But I jus' that you meant me But evidently, you know I get ass gone permanently It ain't
I'll just bang holes or you're to ask who next Do a drive-by on your project, the traps Come on and get of our gun craps I'll straighten out the now
I snap, make your chest cavity collapse When I the entire map With the frequent four alarm fire, rap up Put weight down, around, you ate up
And when I eat, I mean I lick the whole plate up Look in my eyes, I'm not Sucka, you what I said If you don't wanna get No, it no cure, ice cold in the low, the gorilla The mo' scrilla the more real-la, I live to
hold me back, you bet How many nigga's think they fuckin' with A nigga, God blessed with such an shine I hope you know there's nothin'
The manifester apply the Tie you up and gag you in your mouth with a of polyester Now fix your face up the chest of drawers before I stretch your jaw
Everybody hit the floor Only the real mother belong I hope nigga's don't end the before we finish the song Bitch
You be the last to and harass, reflect on the past When I used to spine outcho ass Live nigga's go stack money, continue to shit Long as I'm in fucker, I'm determined to kill shit
Zap nigga's like cellular and swell up your lips Fuck with so much dick in their ass, it's her hen house Hey yo, before you empty your clip and pull at your Salute the legacy of these thoroughly niggas