B's and the C's, and the D's and the H's And the G's puttin' work in overseas At ease with the Doggy and smoke some *** *** it, if my *** detoxin', it's
to be I never thought we'd make it and I'd have n****z hatin' a G I got enough s*** that I deal with on the day to day Penitentiary's the life after
some wise men spoke My face is my fortune, that's why I'm totally broke My ship ain't come in, but I grin while I bear 'Cause I got my vitamins A, B,
your brain was caught On some other man's thinking Now your third eye is blinking My rhymes be kicking like a brother's breath be stinking I get
It's two a.m. in the morning and it light showers And you're probably hookin' up with that girl That's been, two-wayin' you all week Her baby, Daddy's
Yo, go drink yo' forty motherfucka It's Brick City dawgs over here We gon' take it down like this, yo, D-Don, Don It's bone-afficial my nizzle D-Don
feel I'm on the level, stayin' mellow, no criticism from the fellows, hello Being keyed durin' a high speed but still don't tap the B.B.'s I'm D.D.,
the shit That's why, Your never gunna see me cry Cause I'm no longer in that shit Bitch I am the shit That's why I live for the motherfackin moment now Life's
just changed it a motherf-ckin again you just said you just wanted some dick 'fore i stuck it in I wouldnt of been such a prick to you f-ckin men you
a pool of alcohol If my funeral's tomorrow wonder would they even call? When the music stops Let's see, how many of your men loyal When I pull up lookin
the reaper's payroll, erase them and hang their soul it ain't no hoes here, McVay s got a scroll With names on it, dipped in b*ood, man I'm cold Chours
50's Stoned rock and rollers in the 60's And more than our names got changed As the 70's slipped on by, now we're 80's ladies There ain't been much these
[Unverified] dis time little holme Kick it D kick it D kick it Pump it D pump it D pump it Swing it D swing it D swing it I swing my beats at the playground
[Unverified] dis time little home Kick it D, kick it D, kick it Pump it D, pump it D, pump it Swing it D, swing it D, swing it I swing my beats at
lil' dough, we flippin', got somewhere to go, I'm whippin' Be a love hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold u down Bun B da I'ma man amongst men
yayo If I can't get it legal, to the corner I go I never took pride, in slanging cocaine Never could get a job, but needed some mo' change C.d.'s
Pull a pen, it's full again,celeb, all on the web on a conquest, no disturbance, address it to ya chest, you're in turbulance,mighty men vitamin d. Rest
It's all about the lyrics, it's not about the ego Quick to make a jam and slam sound like the pro that I am It's profound, like the kids from the underground