left 'cause I'm a D-O-G But you called so I guess it's still cool for me To get freaky, you know I got that git back I come right when I hit that And
Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin, Early mornin' stoned pimpin I been down, been around, From
bitches I be seeing you with snitches every time I'm hitting switches Ice skating over ditches I'm true to the game, plus I'm out to get them riches I
hell can rap better than me Cause I'm a true fuckin' player and I mack like a real G H-I-J-K, L-M-N-O-P is for pimpin, Early mornin' stoned pimpin
I'm what they been trying to do, not do I'm the kid, they been lyin' to you You need people like me I'm so F A B O L O U S Yeah, that's the bad guy
of him to stuff in a basket Just get the casket I really need my ass kicked My mom never let me forget that I'm a bastard I ain't never been shit and
enough of him to stuff in a basket Just get the casket, I really need my ass kicked My mom never let me forget, that I'm a bastard I aint never been shit
He a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe If that nigga owe you money, he a hoe, he a hoe She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe If that hoe won't
of him to stuff in a basket A tisket a tasket, I really need my ass kicked My moms never let me forget, that I'm a bastard I ain't never been shit, and
I spell it! From girl on girl - I smell it! From letter to letter - I like spell it! From girl on girl - I smell it! [verse 2] It's page G I got bitches
Awright *blam* [E] Got him! [B] Awright, ay, the L.A.P.D., *guns cocking repeatedly throughout* The O.P.D., The Richmond P.D., Detroit P.D., ay [E
For the green I damage spleens, then I scream "Regime!" [ Poppa LQ ] Let's take a out-of-town trip with a thousand crips With a thousand A.K.'s and a
to play the game and I play big I see suckers havin money and I gots to have some You in the double R, I gots to have one I'm all up in his backdo' like
actin' sprung fo'? I'm hard to get with, pimperistic I want your lipstick on top of my dick tip I'm from the V-A double L E-J O and you know ho, the things
just entertainment I'm what they been trying to do, not do I'm the kid, they been lying to you You need people like me I'm so F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S Yeah,
money to make, More p-ssy to smell Like yea I'm a Libra like put that on a scale New Orleans n-gga with my dick up in my right hand Young Money n-gga money
I damage spleens, then I scream "Regime!" [Poppa LQ] Let's take a out-of-town trip with a thousand crips With a thousand A.K.'s and a thousand clips
a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe, he a hoe If that nigga owe you money, he a hoe She a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe, she a hoe If that hoe won't let you fuck,
