say Bitchslap your mother fucking ass outta my way Aint shit changed but the rent Yous a crack head bitch invading on our residence And Ima smack you in the mouth knock your
-Nent They Levy Shit Takin More Money Than Youll Ever Get,Im Ready As Ready Get,For The Capital Out For Your Stack Ill Attack For Your Fetti Bitch But
[AMB 2x] Its the time for the harvest Time of the harvest Its the time of the harvest Your time [Bonez Dubb] My ride broke down on a mountain of dust
Cops couldnt stop pay, we got rocks so we open up shop today, times is hard, plus life is a mothafucka, We gotta ride low-key and ride under cover. [chorus x
X O's My house had asbestos, though I'm fixing up a 60 pack Where the kitty cat, mice runnin' around the damn sticky trap Come on home with me, where my mother
Shocker Oh yeah, we got somethin for the ladies too Mia X, run this bitch [Mia X] Lyrical arsonist, lady alligator Down South, hustler, former weight smuggler I'm Mother
Nations quietly taken To own your soul, take it or leave it, just my evaluation Stack loot and guns, teach the girls karate School your sons not to
you alive Ludacris Ia??ll eat you, eat you till there aina??t nothing left, til the cops cana??t identify none of your facial features letting out my rage unleash the beast unlock your
the thing you learned, yeah yeah I told you before, my mother was a musician, my grandfather was a musician Your dad was into the ? street, so it?s all in your
doors And my watch ice'd out like Jacobs store When you boys gon learn I got this game lock What you got for your deal, I spent on X-Box Keep frontin
came from the mo.. Mother fuckas try to get as high as they can go Honey blunt stop.. New drop top.. Seatbelts.. look straight here come the cops They gone.. mother
You packing sumtin special in your crib then bitch get it I'm physically fitted to run your digits I'm hostile with this **Rosco** pointed up your
's filled up inside a me! [chorus] Come on and scream (aah!) And shout (ooh!), just let it all out (yeah!) (4x) [sonsee] These m.c.'s shoulda rehearse
pull out that big chopper Lil homie, go ask your big brother He'll tell you I'm the truth, that's word to your mother I hate the cops and I know they
, I'm hot with this hustle Go 'head and get the cops I use my talent to get more figures Unlike these little corner store niggas Go change your drawers
is on your money, boy beginning to fall and your name gotta be stong to make them fools run from court oh man your in jail but you cant call your crew
not fuckin drop it so you thought that i would stop it but i got more shits in my pocket CHORUS i say don't (duh dont dont) drop it, the funky beat (x
glover Now I'm burnin' rubber in somebody baby mother From the gutter diggin' in your trash can Fuckin' with my niggas it'll be your last dance I came