a scene from a dream of my dream.(X2) I got a dream that's worth more then my reality. And pride that's worth more then a salary. And a text from the
and they ready to dump I hope you dig that 'cause this ain't where it's at Just keep a gangsta and help a playa spin up deez stacks 'Cause dat beef
jerk... (Both) If you see us at a party in the hood [we jerkin] if you watch us do a show in the club [we jerkin] if we chillin at home for fun [we jerkin
cheap If you got a lady and you want her gone But you ain't got the guts She keeps on naggin' at you night and day Enough to drive you nuts Pick up
check, if you don't gimmie mine [Chorus: Blam] It's a - suicide, it's a suicide It's a - suicide, it's a suicide It's do or die If you want that GRIT
'Scuse me, as I kiss the sky Sing a song of six pence, a pocket full a rye Who the fuck wanna die for their culture Stalk the dead body like a vulture
my hommies like a germ Watch me turn into captain kill a hoe Fill a hoe strong Watch me last long like a penny broke many motels i got a rich coupon
s go, move something You know I want some of that pussy girl, why you frontin'? You can rub on my nuts, while your friends ain't watchin' If you expect a
cash, if she don't, that's her ass So quick, so fast I luv gettin' my head blown I luv gettin' my nuts rubbed I luv gettin' my dick licked I luv gettin' my nuts
's the shit Like what? A nasty bitch I like to fuck a nasty bitch Witta big fat ass and shit First lay, dick gettin' sucked Bitch don't give a fuck '
fuck up Stop runnin? your mouth like a sucka 'Cause you?s a punk bitch, it shows a mile away Everythin? you do and everythin? you say Makes you a punk
wavin your hands all in the air, recognize when you see a real player. All about that game if you aint about that, aint nobody trying to get a thang out
could see, mix the hashes up wit the back yard boogie, woogie, bust nuts on yo Donna Carra hoodie if it's all goodie, an be a, ride a Benz wit my
20 blunts a day) I been gettin high all day (20 blunts a day) And the blunts get bigger (20 blunts a day) Excuse me if my eyes are glazed (20 blunts a
very first resident Of this millennium mind frame, no angel but Heaven-sent So make a print on this landscape and when it's little as a handshake I convince
nights on the anarchaic bus We're gonna pick up indigents and crusties and a half a dozen nuts And we're never coming home Underwater basket-weaving (
suck your nuts I, I mean... I'll punch your nuts! Sucking them would be gay and im totally not gay. I'm all about V-A-G-I-N-A. (What!) (Chorus) Guns
picky I throw it out if I don't see that it's green and sticky No stress, no bush, I'm pushing the KUSH When I harvest put a K on the bag like the Nike