A Bang [Chorus:] When I Pull Up In The Chevy Sittin Heavy On Tires 5 Screens Inside And My Doors Butterfly Girl Stop Cause You Aint Seen A Ride Like
me But I can not stop right now Cause-cause right now this party got me feelin goooood Yeah, let's do it up tonight Ain't worryin about tomorrow Man I'm livin life l-l-llike a
beat ya down (X2) [Frayser Boy] What ya cowards wanna do, don't give a fuck bout what ya sayin Pull a pistol on ya in a minute wit no delayin Frayser
out like a bad thong So partner mash on or get mashed up Think you can fuck with Luda then put a million of your cash up(hi) [Chorus: x4] L O L O Dey
my pocket, hot shit on The lifestyle'll be butter like the wife's smile Make a habit, don't break, it may take a while I'm a hustla, I'ma hustle til the
Boyz in it I dont think you dudes serious you's a scrimmage You see me step out wit P. Miller rims and all the tennis (uh-huh) In a Saints on a fitted
a glass window Up in L.A. before it was called South Central Makin niggaz like new statistics while bumpin my Stylistics, and I'm locin, smokin dat yermon as a
representing TRU niggas on the tank, N-L for life, down south, No Limit Deadly Soundz bring the noise for them boyz who be dumping with them heaters
got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it First I lean wit it, then I rock wit it I got a candy apple drop wit a glock in it First I lean, then I
Boss Hogg Outlaw niggaz [Hook] G-A-N-G-S-T-A, B-O-S-S H-O-G-G O-U-T-L-A-W-Z, Boss Hogg Outlaw gangstas [Slim Thug] It's him Slim, T-H-U-G But it's
was a skittle? YeaHH now I'm Geekd Screamin Yessir just like G A-town fitted who but me L O G know He know They Know I am [Chorus x4]
'm on another level (another level) Went head up with the devil (with the devil) I never been a sucka (been a sucka) I always been a rebel (been a rebel
bit and get tru niggaz in your click N-O, L-I, M-I to the T is just a bunch of crazy muthafuckas just like me Chorus (4x) Wild Wayne talking until
Greatest group of the game iz just a matter of time/ Just 1 in a few thatz the oddz of underground/Don't Expect me to go to HollyWood without putting a
knowin me Represent the l-o-s-t-b-o-y-z Ah, ah ah ah ah let bust a head inside my muathfuckin steel Ima pull a head and I'm a shoot em niggaz dead Niggaz
Stand back to back like 25 on a calculator Now make a move, I shake em like an earthquake I'm a take em and tie em into a human pretzle What's left to
like rims, hear ya niggas yellin Make a little bread ya head is swellin from the bullshit you sellin Who you tellin? Chorus 2X: It's a New York City
I can't forget my man J R, what, what Say no more, Scott, Big L, my man, what, what Hahaha, it's all real, it's Lost Boyz baby This how we do now, back
