the riverside Blood played for stone gem that's when I told him and Jim We ain't ballin for real, where's the stone gems? Where's the chrome rims? That's
played for stone gem That's when I told him and Jim We ain't ballin for real, where's the stone gems? Where's the chrome rims? That's when you changing
you say you a gangsta, right? Are you really a rider, yeah? You don't take shit from no one, no And got your mind on your muthafuckin' dough, let's go
go 'head with that man Just rhymin' over here man Hey go 'head, go get drunk, nigga Ay, go smoke yo' weed, nigga Yo, go drink yo' forty motherfucka It's
block locked down 31 To local A-Train's, Hoboken I took the back way, New Jersey transit cops were open I'm hopin, that they don't go inside my boots
think's extinct Been gone too long to even dig up the bones I'm on my new-new, upgrade the kush from the doo-doo That's a big step, but that's how niggaz
The junkies like my coke, Doctors, and Lawyers too They in, and out here all day lookin' for the right Peru I use to do it too but I had to let it go
m from California and this might be Nikes Come and run up on 'em nigga I'll wear your size, you wear my size I got a big mac, let's make french fries
up out of hidin' Snuck out the bowels of Gotham, who gone stop em'? The body mask wore '85, all solid It's all roll-ed, let's get this green like it's
Any questions) Deep dish twenty Y'all too friendly My shit trendy You really wanna know Long time coming, long time hustling It's all my money House, cars it's
' sheezy my neezy 7793 go 'head, hit me when you need me Got myself some new funk An' I'm 'bouts to get funked up, I said Well you talk a lotta trash, let
, and I was born to wreck Spit techs, by your rockets threw jets Who's next, to get hit by firepower that's so raw Go play 4-4's ready for war All out
, y'all better stop chasin' the cat And chase that money, well, unless you know The cat got money this how we eat nigga Let's go, oh boy
where you fit in, punk It's what life is all about Did that get him, did that get it? (Yeah, you got him) Wait, it's the end? (Bitch-ass nigga) You
you know Hey hey hey whatcha got to say (There's money in the ghetto) Hollywood! Havin money in the ghetto Money in the ghetto ain't nothin new It's
' Let me tell you somethin' 'bout a nigga named $hort Rappers always talk about the way I can't flow But let me hit the mall with the same MC's I be
me [TS] $hort Dawg in the house, slammin Cadillac do's, pimpin hoes [8B] Nuthin but the real shit, nine-eight, for these tricks it's too late [TS] It's
Guess who's back uhh Yeah, uhh Aiyyo rhyme or crime, let's get it on MC's wanna eat me but it's Ramadan Peep what's on the arm, when it's ice it's ice