to do this my way, hit the highway crusin with control, let the AC blow it's all about the doe and nothin less for sho and when my pockets get low I'm
S.T. is still waitin' in the ride, So I step to the DJ and tell the DJ "Yo' throw the wax on" How many MC's must get dissed? The mist from the blunts
the DJ's To PJ's, in the PJ's, equality days With money like legs I plant eggs, Pele roundhead The dog bred, snakes runnin' from red, catch dead Big
? to get another flick of me Police muggin? like I got a couple bricks on me They hate when rappers come in town and have they club crunk ?Cause we get
wall I'm still a young boy that drive all the grown folks right up the wall I'm aware of the snakes cause they near They plottin' to get me I'm watching
wanna ride You lookin' at papi like, uhh Wanna hold hands, no amp, no man, Joe can But you and your friend can both get rammed like, uhh You's a private dancer Low
in the river {[DJ Paul] Crunchy Black} [They try to] we bout to ride on these fools cock these nines on these fools (x4) {DJ Paul: talking} hahaha
Vincent Gallo. I might as well play in the water since it's shallow. keep my real name out of your mouth unless I'm present, life can get very unpleasant
a sing the chorus So high you cant get over it So high you cant get over it So low thats why i'm holding it So low thats why i'm holding it Boss
the matter I eat a lot of food, but I won't get fatter Let me see I'm slim, my hair is well trimmed And when I'm low-key I throw on a brim But I'm not
if he know how to DJ with bruised ribs Don't hit me on the sidekick asking what you did Get a gun or ask 50's police to use his 'cause Bloods gonna get
he know how to DJ with bruised ribs Don't hit me on the sidekick asking what you did Get a gun or ask 50's police to use his 'cause Bloods gonna get
facer get they thighs scraped And little PUS that's why raped A kid inside his gate get murdered by jake A young nigga try ta fly capes, and get caught
was Calvins and British Walkers Now I'm sippin Harvey's Bristal Cream with the glock 17 as the sirens race to the scene Tryin to get dough, like Pablo
im known over sea's but respected in the states, Ask clue, but im gonna throw the heckle in yo face, fuckin snakes, CHEA [DJ Clue:] Yea mannnn...Yea
S.T. is still waitin in the ride So I, step to the DJ and tell the DJ Yo throw the wax on - how many MC's must get dead? [Bone Thugs-N-Harmony] Puttin