a key doing business on a beeper I'm sinking in this motherfucker deeper Fear the reaper that no man born or woman harm me fuck being a nigga in your
-ch Chicago Rap rap is like a set up a lot of games a lot of suckas with colorful names rap is like a set up a lot of games a lot of suckas with colorful
ya out there ballin' main can you drop a twenty upinmy commissary My family thinks that I'm a thug homie When you see my momma man give her a hug for
Word is born, it all started when I listened to a rap song Hella blunts, gettin' blunted, never stunted Now I'm running like a dummy if it's sued in some
comes with time Throughout these years I learned to get down for mine Had to do some crime With the attitude of not givin a fuck Born with no luck
you can bet It makes me proud, I'll never forget My Dixieland Fulton County Georgia, that's where I was born With a fire in my tail and a devil's horn
edge of night I can save you with my left hand, I can destroy you again with my right You've got one last chance to catch a ride on my tail When I move
thrills Be a gigolo lover and send her the bills She says that she's an actress Just never got a part And now she's a teenage mess With a burned out
t even name all the 10's that's on pipe that Ronda, Bonnie, Vicky was twice Now she a born again vixen with some dick in her life. Are you a dime? da
be vapourized to ashes when atoms start to splinter? A case of heads or tails - it's their coin so they can choose, breed creatures born with two of either
new baby. A new son or daughter for me, For Slimey, a new brother or sister I wonder which... Suppose it's a baby boy, Named Squishy, or Squudgy, or
And my ho, now where am I s'posed to go, hey See me ridin' in a Chevy 44 on the seat With a quarter or a blow get low than we see No tag, no license, trunk loaded with
, if you got a problem with that You can kiss my country ass I said, "If you got a problem with any of that You can kiss my natural born, Redneck to
strength in a torn muscle Young as scum, Daddy gone, Boy young and running streets 'till he pull a gun Hoodilum of all black hoody on Talibon strap with a gat like a
hands like dai smith, rap haggler with a fade Magillia, charli baltimore with hazel driftin' withdrawels Wind face start with the killah Stood still, a
a lot of shit to do with bitch, I did it I'm cold in the winter my mink track the flow With the hat to match, Cadillacs in the snow If its a block party
torch it. Freak abort. Fold or hold a cold cell in peak enforcement fortress. That's a sheep corpse who under penumbra turned tail like a sea horse.
comin down with a tight drop with dem buck I dont give a fuck all them fuckin haters you know they stuck cause Im strapped witha 9 Im strapped witha 40