task Bitch didn't know what hit her didn't have time to ask But livin' in the county is a serious task Niga didn't know what happend Didn't have time
, Handle like napalm. Word is bond Yo who the don, who plays it all night long? Who get it on when it's time to drop a bomb? Sadq keep it cool and
t be rude 'cause they wouldn't understand I ain't human no more, I'm a Superman You can try but you'll never understand this You can try but you'll never
to drop Look in my face, fool, it look like I'm playin' Don't become another victim of mic slayin' What's up? You want your feet in some concrete? I
Coolin' in my crib, cold video dubbin' FBI wanted? Huh, don't mean nuttin' They call that shit a crime? Yo, that shit's a joke Hit record on my dope remote
Verse one: Magnificent rhymer, Ill beat designer If they ask you if I'm def. Don't front and say kinda Merciless. Meticulous. So fresh it's rediculous
top rolls 1000 Watt system and my speakers are Bose I kick it like a champ, I thought you knew it But pimpin' ain't easy but somebody gotta do it My
streets, fuck release They got power that you can't comprehend, my friend They want you dead, yo, you're dead before the daylight ends Your eyes shiver and you grit your teeth You
on the radio my recors be rockin Don't come frontin askin me for a pound You ain't invited means you simply ain't down [ ROUND 2: Shaquel Shabazz ] Wake up it
can't go straight, I won't even try I'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me why It's life in L.A. I low ride and I sag and cuss I cover my face with
I don't want nobody shoots 'til I say so, you understand? I'm running this crew [Savon] And you ain't running shit but your mouth Cause shit ain't worked
black Sit back, ain't afraid to pull a triggar back Let 'em come step to a real mutha-fucker Mama ain't raised no suckers Dan Quayle, don't you know you
don't get sooped, my friend You think you've made it, you're just a lucky man Guess who controls your destiny, fans But you diss 'em 'cause you think you
Yeah, call it how I see ya I wish I never met ya, I wouldn't wanna be ya Pussy ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea Pussy ass nigga, I don't want
you don't want no worthless performer From you don't want no man wey can't turn you on gal Make I see your hand them up on ya Can't tan pon it long,
you didn't know, I'm the big Snoop Dogg Boom Say what? Say what? Boom I don't think they heard you Boom Talk to 'em T-pain Baby, I'm a Dogg, I'm a
it It's over 'fore you finish, sorry bro, this road we end it Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business Yeah, I guess, life is a bitch, ain't it
nigga never get enough I'm a baller and if you want it come and get it now Nigga come to a race with a car you won't catch up And the twista kinda wicked