laced Used to be on the block, just sellin they rocks Now they chillin with me gettin legal knots Double L techs, ain't nigga be Vex Rockin ice burn,
a gun I'd release slugs black and bust back See how these players love that, to the point where I can't take it, I'm a playa hater, I can't fake it
the tricks Improvise, pretty thighs come along wit the hips I can't knock it, try it but I can't stop it It's in my blood, like the same way I love chocolate
niggas still stuck and a nigga ain't forgot A lotta niggas getting shot, so keep yo pistol I ain't 21 yet, I still keep this one And if you got love
I step in the room Hundred thousand in jewels That's a whole lotta moves So what's a soldier to do Standin' in his bloody boots Yeah, I'm fresh outta boot camp Ain't gotta
they won't leave me 'lone Gotta front me a brick, that ain't nothin' to you Just ran through a ticket, there ain't nothin' to do Yeah, I love these streets
't ice Quit frontin' like the whips ain't tight (Drinks in the izzle, dont give a fizzle Hands in the izz-air, front to the whizz-air) I gotta lotta
t-o-p with brandy Never skis no matter how wet the beats be Feel me, players gotta a lotta nerve, after he don't sleep with a lotta birds Thats why I'
I'm rockin' on the water Baby, that I can't resist Barbecue grill, summertime jam Just about a mile above the Pickwick dam Party on the water, whole lotta
say I can't hold it in I gotta let it all out They'll say I can't hold it in I gotta, I gotta let it all out Anything you could do I could do fresher
I go in your pockets after you vomit If that ain't good enough, I'm a light things up Cause they love me in the hood, I'm like the ice cream truck Nigga
* I moved a lotta bricks, screwed a lotta chicks Viewed a lotta whips. *I'm sick of hustlin* I break a lotta rules, I shake a lotta fools I paid a lotta
microscope, for the songs I wrote Cause the ganksta of love don't scapegoat I tell it like it is that's why they don't ban me I ain't tryin to make nobody
't give a fuck if you don't give a fuck We don't give a fuck, you gotta lotta love I break it down, we break you down We love to tell the truth and you
can't tell you why I can't tell you why No,no, baby, I can't tell you why I can't tell you why I can't tell you why New York Minute Harry
KNEW THAT I WOULDN'T CLOCK G'S BUT WELCOME TO MCDONALDS CAN I TAKE YOUR ORDER PLEASE GOTTA SERVE YOU FOOD TAHT MIGHT GIVE YOU CANCER CAUSE MY SON DOESN'T
the big rims on it We rock rocks that'll light ya shoulders Gotta lotta hot cars but the drops is colder (Ah) You see V-I-P me, Kelly, Gotti, and Hov
who ain't believe me? Don't be fooled it ain't this easy All y'all so 'n so's shamed, that cheesy You wonder why people don't go and spend they change