One of my best friends from back in the day Down the street form Calumet a school full of stones He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone Bulls
Chamillionaire, look Check.. [Chamillionaire] Ladies and Gents, in the prince of all parking lot pimps Yes I'm the Grinch and I ride twenty inch, like
my nuts Fingers up haters down, free the Pimp that's the drill Lady shining on the grill, that's how we keep it trill Diamonds up against the wood, pistol
Rich Boy sellin' crack Fuck niggas wanna jack Shit tight no slack Just bought a Cadillac (THROW SOME D'S ON THAT BITCH!) Just bought a Cadillac (THROW SOME D
them jeans god its working make that thing clap g string new spaces down south girls love to do the freakin dancin bunch of corn bread fed never scared open legs lady in the streets
world thinkin bout my girl.if her name was hoops I'd be dunkin rims.if her name was boots I'd be rockin tims.if her name was nu-nu I'd leave both of
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Ladies Come To The Front All The Hatas Get Out Da Building, Ya Hear Me [Chours: Slim] Laid Back, In The Lac, Grippin The Grain, As Im Cruisin The Streets. (Cruisin The Streets
t matter I'm SouthSide to they hit me. I'd be dead! (dead...) - It foots can kill, I'm from the ghetto boys, But I don't know Scarface, I'd push with
how many he put out he talk about the same shit from goddamn T.R.U. you got D's,candy paint,wood grain with the leather seats mercedes,baby,lady,baby,
motorcycles and on Madison and Micky d's parkin' lot Legit ballaz status My playas call the shots Get away from neighborhoods gang they tied This raccoon leather and wood
desire for the lust, fucked up what was love Street fighter hope she had that Tiger upper cut Now they comin out the woodworks snitchin' on me Once Mr. Woods
mothafucka I sling that wood I just don't chuck 'em And, who you wit And, what's yo name And, you not hear boo, I'm Wale And, that D.C. shit I rep all
mind. Don't set the limit. Reach the summit. Free your spirit 'cause your blunted From the lyrics I just stuttered. 'Live off the streets' says the brother with the machete. 'Live off the lady
you in, how'd you get here? Gucci go bonkers, man the flow's monster Old folks wonder how I ride Hummer Corvette, old school, Verte look like Tonka Fo' deep gangsta, negro wood
