't see me, but never overlook me I'm on the paper trail, it ain't no tellin where it took me Yeah, and I ain't a killa but don't push meeeee [Chorus] [
't laughin... Chorus I'm gon be here after the smoke dye down, Insomnia style I won't lye down, Fight the good fight don't need no help, Keep your hands
ain't never scared (Eastside) I ain't never scared (Westside) I ain't never scared (Southside) I ain't never scared (Northside) I ain't never scared (Southside) I ain't
? down the street in my 64 Jockin? a bitch, jockin? a bitch Cruisin? down the street in my 64 Jockin? a bitch, jockin? a bitch Cruisin? down the street
stop look and listen For tryin' ta follow tha big body empala Don't love'em don't need'em bitch sorry can't holla verse 4: Lil Wayne Now tell me what
down that South man Im out the South ya know Im down fuckin to bring the pain because we comin down and my little boys gone wreck we comin down, yellow
you don't know just what to do , croquet on the lawn yet again You smile at passing boys, you can't offer any joys, you don't understand young men
real Here we go 1,2,3,4 Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors And the boys try
't kick sand in my eyes Wouldn't like it too much or what that must cause Looks like one of you girls will stay You don't wanna leave
my town, you don't wanna mess around Wind up gettin' bagged up, beat down Peace to my people in (Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn) Peace to my
it in the middle of Little Italy Don't worry about your man, he can't do diddily Ohhhh... I can do it better!
then he gonna rhyme Let me lick you girl where the sun don't shine I'm gonna sing, Treach gonna rhyme Let me lick you girl where the sun don't shine
So let's go back to the Caddy won't slow down, go down Hit the next street at the party gonna throw down 3 dollars to get inside LBC flying high
and gold jewlery Down and dirty hooked up with my phones And we blow big candy cane Playa hattin dirty Mex don't understand tha game I can't do it cause
gritty when we bring the noise Big boys play wit keeps when we bring the toys Wet T-shirts, we search to put in work 'cuz Come back for ya homies as
big old Beach Boys sound I'll match you pound for pound like heavy-weights in the final round We'll hold on to each other so, we don't fall down Give
you all ain't ready When they see me their eyes get big, arms get sweaty Enough to go around, you know exactly how it go down In house uptown big boys throw down
. He's a nice guy but don't mess with him, he's a nice guy but don't mess with him. He call us the 'jeebers' and takes us to gigs, 'cus back in the