Red Aston Martin Vanquish V12 sick Red cranberry juice in my vodka [Chorus] Game so violent, give me a backwood, roll a violet Blow the smoke out and
me You, talk an' you soon you will see You don't want to bump heads with me [Tony Yayo] You couldn't son me if my father helped you My punchlines is hot, my
keep it humble and respect myself Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12 Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail And livin wreckless But if you go check my
, nigga tuck your chain Put holes in your head and finger-fuck your brain Fool fuck this game, I'm poppin' at coach Momma dropped me on my head and knew
crease in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta
Bite it, stomp on a beat Possess hollow head battle teeth Tony Atlas Wu status, now, wisdom to the masses Cock back my tongue like a hammer My head
Unit's my ****, my ****, my ****, my **** My protects, my family, do you understand me? My ****, my ****, my wife, my son My love, my ****, my stacks
"Psalm 27, Lord is my light and my salvation" Whom I shall fear? 'Cuz I have sinned The Lord is the strength of my life Whom shall I be afraid? And before
do Make a living , make a killing on the block What I'm trying to do now Get my children off the block And my real niggas, if they coming, clique come on In my
the cops, this joint is for protection Don't they see when I come through How these people point in my direction That's why I poke out my jeans Like my
herb up My thoughts are fixed with a 12 gauge My skin is all covered in paint from head to toe trying to hide me from the sun rays My wicked ways
the phat beats stretch for mad blocks My every little step set in a star, Retina Scarred; tread in a sled of bedbugs got my dead head in a jar Crazer
fuck with me when I'm doin my drugs You see me in the club don't come fuckin my high up and [chorus: d-12] Blow, my, buzz You want to want to just don
re the main man with the burgers . . . FZ: "And the burger's my trip." Phyllis: And the burger's my trip and is such a groove, I wanna show my appreciation
the track Where the fuck you at? (Tical!) Let me hear you pigeons run ya mouth now (Shut the fuck up!) I'm pluggin in them social skills That keep my
'm alone, I roll with 6 niggas with stones Every hour tap my phone with embezzlement stones Get a loan from the stocks because of my pops Fifty bills
sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at a time For one chance One kiss One taste of you my black madonna I'd sell My soul My self-esteem a dollar at