my tall glass, Young Money baby, big shit like a horse ass, Stacks in my backpack, shades on, hat back, Bugatti matte black. Where they do that at? South Beach
move and you'll find her body in the sea That's the voice of the kid, that's the kidnapper I do my work and then I catch my ticket to Jamaica Meet me
getting my South Beach on You know I ran the streets like a dog without a leash on She tryna get her freak on come up on his ski jet You scared of that
you once theres no use fo her Hook: I go hard in the ma fuckin paint twistin stank what the fuck you thank all day ery day it aint a fuckin game them
what they niggas do is [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] Run! If you sell drugs in the school zone Run! If you gettin' chased with no shoes on Run! Fuck that
back Never, son, hold that, you the master of the rap attack So knick knack patty wack, this is how we do it black Slap you with the almanac where actual
is henchmen, renegades If you die they still get paid, extra probably Fuck a robbery, I'm the boss Promise you won't rob 'em, I promise But of course you
henchmen, renegades If you die they still get paid, extra probably Fuck a robbery, I'm the boss Promise you won't rob 'em, I promise But of course you
, where my Dickies in The Source Come here girl, lemme get you this This one Rick try to get you rich Candy paint on my six-six (six), you can call
it wont be real, if you asked it ain't be reality I only fucked with a few and if you real you know Soon you go, if not, you don't, yeah We still family
lead you I'll take you on a journey, and I promise I won't leave you (I won't leave you) until you get the full comprehension And when you do, that
lot, now we got a lot Each time we thank god for what we got We worked hard to get where we got And we sittin' on top No matter what you do, keep ya head
six-fo's do - gangsta rap You could do what you want to - gangsta rap [Crooked I] Nigga, I buy new blocks for war A few shots, a broad, that make you
I'm pushin you out the do' So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion to blow Now stomp your fuckin feet 'til you get to squishin a hoe It's pandemonium
no hoe I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate Ima come through bouncin on my scrap plate yeeea yeeee (?) Im gonna smoke some fuckin blunts pop the fuckin
their fuckin 'sleep.. Yeah fuck you... This is dedicated to the notorious b.i.g. Oh my-my coochie oh it's so fuckin' juicy, Talkin bout my coochie oh it's fuckin
and I hops on my schwinn And I tell the homies, "aight then," yeah Chorus 2x Verse two: warren g Verse two, (uh-huh), now what the fuck I do
full of work, nigga pocket full of purp Choppa on the front seat, sucka, if you want beef I'm in Dade County, I'm the Mayor, you can come see Looka
