murk you on the spot Labels signing many things, still searching for they Pac I put purple on the block So I don't feel threatened when Ludacris say he coming for the #1
or Asian chick Nigga you could run but the lights'll beat ya Put red dots on you like a slice of pizza Got a groupie on my lap nigga sun roof top nigga Chillin' on
, I bet the price on the fling of the dice, Shorty with me, we slingin' a pipe, Chrome thing on right, one on the wip, it'll ring on your top And I be
like to lay on her stomach so I bust on her back And I don't care if she a groupie or not I'm gettin head on the block and the hooptie'll drop Root-Crew
re all on me like they wanna hold hands... Cuz once I blow they know that i'll be the man... All because I'm the lead singer of my band... (Verse 1-