wish a motherfucker would tell me this ain't a trout spot serving it to a block I wish a motherfucker would tell me this ain't a yam shop, come and order
They ask me am I ok. They ask me if I'm happy Are they asking me that because of the sh-t thats been thrown at me or am I just a little snappy and they
homeboy So the fuckin pig, went on a vacation This pig he is the chief Got a brother pig, Captain O'Malley He's got a son that's a pig too He's collectin
to do the L.A. most Chauffeur driven Phantom like a L.A. Ghost In the back with a drink, take a L.A. toast I spend a lot of time in them L.A. hills With
me mistaken honey I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper The Visa, kapeesha? I'm out like, 'The Vapors' Who's the one you call Mr. Macho, the head honcho Swift fist like
a sinker, sinking like a stone You'd be better off alone She saw me on the television underneath the sun Thought that I was warm like mother Lover, brother
in yo car, cuz we don't do those cuz thats a mean pair of kicks, kudos love now she, cookin' me breakfast after lustin' me for dinner figure she won't
and out like a party Screaming and creaming, "Come on Charlie" 'Cause Charlie says, I love to rock the body Charlie says, it really rings a bell Charlie says, I love
mental) Jackin niggas like I'm in the Central Cuttin through that ass like a Ginsu as I commense to Get big with my nigs, A.G. & Showbiz Now your idol
are homicide, raps are clear like crystal Never packed a pistol, well I used it, ain't the issue And if you insist to test us, trust me We're official, a
's like tasha and kamali NY is a museum with its posters and graffiti If you're in the city on Sunday Come check me, get with me
like Tasha and Kamali New York is a museum with its posters and graffiti If you're in the city on Sunday, come check me Get with me, get with me New
makes A great ace in a hole You cheated gold, only sold to who Was told now trembling remembering When I timberland and down listen wait Who's that coming
lee jeans nigga yea, its like that its like that its like that its like that mutha fucka! kweli and crips niggas never heard no shit like this i got
on my way to a session Said let me help this woman up the stairs before I get to steppin' We got in a conversation she said she a 107 Just her presence
grieving Lord give me the strength, so I can make it through this evening What is this world coming to, locking up brothers is a sport Beat us till we
an angel in the sky watchin? over me There's an angel in the sky watchin? over me Just for the record let me go ahead and say I love my brother Pimp
like Sonic little shorty palming on a 40 Broad day, I'm trying to dodge a cover story Look like he stopping for gas I'm a pluck him, yay This had to