once again its on -TRU niggas in this bitch, we ain't taking no shit for the 9 scrilla -Its all about smoking blunts, blowing on that swishy sweet -Notice
these walls could talk they wouldn't shut the fuck up Jump in your pick up truck. Drive from the mountain range Cash the chips in on your shoulder,
she notices my absence on them afternoons I don't come So here I am, thorn in her hip Holding down the corner table all morning with some corn chips
for you to look closer but you do so I show you It ain't pretty here now but it will be One day I promise when the sun rays are honest I chip away
, with a rubber grip black shotti Pump one in his ass make that nigga switch hobbies A dossage, hand delivered, without postage Bring it to your door step quick on short notice
, to be honest I don't know where my life is goin' Where I'll end up at, I just don't know I looked back and saw the cat focus, took notice Stayed away
about your money, float loc And trust no one, anybody can get smoke smoked like a fat-ass blunt, of that bomb shit Have a babysitter set that ass up for chip Chips
Just imagine if I brought my nigga Flip We comin' for yo' grip, that rubber band shit And tha KG9, it spit sick, and you'll notice Your final notice,
K.] down south candy paint bumper grill and to be for real I'm already done cart wheels [Lil' Flip] down south we all about stackin chips and if you
but he did not go all the way siezed every day though his surfboard sank in the bay loaded his mind with a sauce spiced in all he found hip micro chip
And have happy endings if I grasp And cling to normalcy Well, I am halfway up Mount Normal From here at least it looks that way Because I notice in
wings Eyes real low, just blame it on the green Girl cut up, got lean on lean That shoebox shit, over with She put it on the rack, won't notice it My
know I was a rider, that's fa sho' We them niggaz getting hated by haters We them niggaz that done made it outrageous Stack the money in the streets, nothing honey nothing sweet I'm sick my chips
leg You'd notice him If someone in the movie show Yelled "Fire in the second row" This whole place is a powder keg! You'd notice him And even without
of it. oh deborah do you recall. your house was very small with wood chip on the wall. when I came around to call you didn't notice me at all. I said
On Monday, I had drinks with Barney Rubble We hit a couple divvy little bars We noticed there was quite a lovely lady Sittin' at the table next to ours
I chase dough burnin' rappers till sun-up And jackin' off layin' on my back tryin' to come up To get grip Shawn Slick with bricks for chips I flip one
bitch Niggaz work hard in the game so they notice this, what We 'bout to blow this bitch Niggaz work hard in the game so they notice this, what Underground