'm all about the dollar bills. From Pittsburgh to Cali dropping bombs like that, was on the D.L. with the squad so I couldn't hold it back. Black, I regulate
L.A. shit, Tell me homie, is you Blood or Crip? Is you thug or bitch? Cos the ese's say, They don't never see holmes running round L.A.. Fake ass ghostwriter
my bread stacked high like Mike in NBA highlights Mansion, me and jacuzzi bubblin? with skylights I?m Cool L, duels, killin? niggas? eyesight Wal Mart stocks, Mercedes 7
and my skills are all about the dollar bills. From Pittsburgh to Cali dropping bombs like that, was on the D.L. with the squad so I couldn't hold it back. Black
technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit This is a un-usual musical I conductin You lookin at the black
time, it's your life, live it Proud to be black, young and gifted Lifted by the knowledge and takin the right route Gang violence needs to be wiped out A-l
] JMJ, my homey Mac Dre Big L, Big Pun, Big-gie (talk to 'em) 2Pac "Live and Die in L.A." (L.A.!) N.W.A., I used to love Eazy Back when everybody was
my lawyer, why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the
cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out And
why cause I ain't coppin' out (nope) And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp) One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out
L.A shit tell me hommie is your blood crip Is your dog a bitch Cause the S.A say, they don't never see homes run around L.A. Fake ass ghost rider Get
im gunna get em' [Verse 4: Lloud Banks] The Double L O Y D Get put on an I.V Tryin ta try me The new age Ali The black C.I.G Resides beside me As smooth
the 7th song Regime, you can't get in the battle zone [Chorus] [Bizzy] I see no black queen, nigga searched it Then your other boys cursed the term
grow up he can have a lil fun I'm still sellin keys, stackin Gs on the D.L. I stashed a million under the barber shop on V.L. Now I ain't no rapper Playa
[intro] Yeah,Syndicate's in the house Yeah,Geto Boys in the house Yeah,Donald D's in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the
Boys choppin' on blades in P.A Up and down Gulf Way On the Westside Eastside Boys choppin' in D-town In that Oakcliff In that North Dallas Boys choppin