up in the all black Suede on my floor mat Bad bitch format Ros'e, call that Don't expect a call back 'Cause I'm international Tell him to call me Borat
club Made five thousand look like fifty I spend all my time in Houston Smoke that kush but I don't do Whitney I don't do Britney, I don't do Lindsay
move and CLAP, now your brain's gone You like me, you aight with me; me? I'm into me I destroy my enemies, even if they're kin to me Do 'em like the
you outlined in chalk (I, I get it) In the hood if you ask about me They'll tell you I'm about my bread (I, I get it) ?Round the world if you ask about me They'll tell
You might sell a million more than me, But you don't got a million more than me, Let's be real. Ahahaha Let's do this thing. Jeah. Now I don't normally
a million boots went slogging through Hell And I was the kid with the drum Say, don't you remember? They called me 'Al' It was 'Al' all the time Why don't
Don't you tell me nothin' Don't you tell me nothin' But don't tell me nothin' I can see A-rock an' rollin' is good for me Don't you tell me nothin' A-don
Hands in Brooklyn cross that Bridge tuck ya goods in like the Queen of Harlem 'cept its BK way makin sure niggas eat every day (Verse 2) Don't make me
say we've got a reason for war So many people are dying And we ain't even sure what for Is it because he's a Muslim? Tell me is it democracy or is it
she smile boy you wild I'm a fight you Rocka-by-baby when the beat drops Don't let your friends know we gonna creep off They gonna be haters tell em
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm amongst tha? Streets deceivin?, can't believe my achievements Cultural strata, persona's that of a non-needer Because I don't
As I show the blind And tell the deaf about his power I'm a Doubting Thomas I can't keep my promises 'Cause I don't know what's safe Oh, me of little
the motherfucker Motherfuckers, this the last supper Look, no hands, I'm a bread cuffer I don't dare love her, I'm a dare devil I don't fear nothin',
I bang that shit I fucked her line and popped Cristal on her lip Can't stop, won't stop getting my bread Packed arenas and coliseums, now watch me shred
I don't know why You feed me so bad Think of all the health food I could've had You took-a my yogurt And my whole wheat bread You give me ding dongs
[Intro] Call me.. call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me .. all you gotta do is call me call me.. all you gotta do is call me call me [Chorus]
[Chorus: Krayzie Bone/Bizzy Bone] You niggas can't stop me, (glock-idy glock) you motherfuckers can't stop me, (pop it and drop) and the cartel's for
' yup, nigga don't need no fuckin' help/ It's all about bread till I'm dead, I'm goin' for self/ Now give me good wealth and give me good health and longevity