Charge, it surely ain't Charles but you ain't G-in hip-hop, cause it's ours "Gimme a pound, thank you man" -- Tim Dog (repeat 4X) It's sick you sick I'm sicker
comin take a look at the speakers thats exactly how im stuntin ostrich on my seats and ferocious beat in the trunk knockin pictures off the wall and I got sixes on my duck
, Fuck the vest niggas better start puttin' on helmets, I rome the streets where there's no peace, relax, Funk comin' in stacks, bullets from gats, So I duck
weak one You got to stand up and get it together, roll with the punches, whatever Get in our way, destroy ya, make you wish you had never, ever With the real crazy, pyscho sick
can't stand you I took advantage of her, nigga, fuck you I know bitches, I know just what to do I like fat girls, I had plenty Black an' white, tall
fuckin' fagots the fuck out Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out Ducked
fuckin' faggots the fuck out Ask 'em about the club they was at when they snuck out After they ducked out the back when they saw us and bugged out Ducked
drive-bys Why do we die at an early age? He was so young But still a victim of the 12 gauge My memories of a corpse Mind full of sick thoughts And I
hood and lie, get left for dead naked in Queens Let them other niggaz wear that, we take the credit While we was shopping for more Nikes and off-whites
a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle we know the riddles of life where others know only a little [Cam'ron] yo, yo been in rich places, sick
just a little ghetto where my niggas control the middle we know the riddles of life where others know only a little [Cam'ron] yo, yo been in rich places, sick
cocky 'cuz I got the habit That fluffy rabbit, that purple puss, that white magic It got them feenin' for a mouth piece that be poppin' peas an' Got them sick
your death, that nigga that siccness figure to sick this, foo that nigga that rips (??? look at that nigga ) that siccness drops and as my trigga goes Pop! Pop! Pop! that niggas be ducking
picture your death, that nigga that siccness figure to sick this, foo that nigga that rips (??? look at that nigga ) that siccness drops and as my trigga goes Pop! Pop! Pop! that niggas be ducking
Grip the fifth, hit you in your shit right now Make room, my squad moving big right now Stack chips, crib looking sick right now Chicks, I switch 'em
Grip the 5th hit you in your shit right now Make room my squad moving big right now Stack chips, crib looking sick right now Chicks I switch em like kicks
R O C, Memph Bleek Jigga man, Missy, Twista, Sho' nuff Yeah, yo Don't get mad at me, I don't love 'em I fuck 'em I don't chase 'em I duck 'em, I replace
mayne Money cars sex, servin' cocaine White girl, wedding dress, in the dope game Block cleaners, poppin' out of my Ford Excursion truck With heaters, poppin' at all of my enemies better duck
