' nigga It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you Without a rhyme about the nine and what the Tech do The four pound line, a thirty eight special
nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably Burn like the deserts of Mogabi, for real Ain't nuttin fraudulent here, we pioneer Commandeer a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah Thirty
on it You'll be givin' up your Jesus piece to your peeps to pawn it For legal fees in the penal dorm Screamin' on the horn with 'bout thirty years on
run Who roll together as one I call my brother son 'cuz he shine like one Check it Scriptures hit the body like sawed off shotties Like my hair notty and my nose piece
Fuck a nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably Burn like the deserts of Mogabi, for real Ain't nuttin fraudulent here, we pioneer Commandeer a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah Thirty
my last breath they'll be screamin' from the bleachers Then I'll be dead like all my teachers [Cage] Despite all my rage, I'm a rat in a cage for skies
WOOOO [Chorus: Lil' Flip - Repeat 2X] Is it cause dem boyz is out there shinin (shinin) maybe cause dem boyz is out there grindin (grindin) platinum pieces
You'll be givin' up your Jesus piece to your peeps to pawn it For legal fees in the penal dorm Screamin' on the horn with 'bout thirty years on your conscience
cause I damage your chest I'm on the quest to be the best, and can't sell us for less Bitch alert your block cause my cage unlock Red and grey riding
I damage your chest I'm on the quest to be the best, and can't sell us for less Bitch alert your block cause my cage unlock Red and grey riding chops
last breath they'll be screamin' from the bleachers Then I'll be dead like all my teachers [Cage] Despite all my rage, I'm a rat in a cage for skies
asshole If I could press rewind I'd go to 1969 Find Janice Joplin, Jim Morrison, Jimi Hendrix Take 'em to a rave and feed 'em thirty hits of ecstacy a piece