tracks to the days The idiot vibin' I'm the comma comma Chamelion I use to pop the willy on my blue and gray sting ray It had maxed I was with bitches
ya talkin startin to get funky Toss me the chunky, I'ma brew these punkies Sir I'm from the block where u don't pass like a flunky We make a bitch a
3000 baby, raunchy, raunchy Good riddance, to niggas and bitches bullshittin' I house MC's like baths and full kitchens, ready or not Doc,hood lynchin
I'm swift like a motherfuckin gift for Christmas My verbs and nouns shatter walls of underground Let me be blunt: I like crackin brews with bitches
ain't your place So back on the grind and don't catch no case Bitches, that's what you always be Like the other young bitches that try to get with me
bitch Fuck yo' drunk-ass and watch you pass out bitch And when you wake up, I tell you anything You fucked me so good bitch, you deserve a wedding ring
for hoes, man Just the first nigga that came along when the bitch got out the pen Bitch only fuckin' witchu 'cause you had a good ass job, nigga nerd Treat the bitch
to me now!) (Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here we go now! Uh! Give it to me! Chorus: Brother Marquis PSK, we makin' that green Bitches always
tru?s vogues give the hoes blues bitches choose to lose Plus I puff indo, fool how could you refuse I do not be fuckin' wit' broke bitches like you
the ground, be down, that's one of my shit, an get shot, only the baddest bitches jock, get chosen, global shouts, for bitches out there who be
Don't think I can lean my chair Got a toothbrush for the dirty mouth muthafuckin' rappers You don't wanna see me there Blindside 'em, blindside 'em Bitch
"lets go quick" he jumped out, 7 foot 5 "Who is this bitch?" "Hey, hold up homie" "bitch, who you calling a bitch" "Look I just met this bitch at the
I'm reppin', we lettin' off joints at this section The steppin' rhymes Turntables and beats are lethal weapons And the essence, you know we got a lot like constock The Native Tongues are here with that brew
them suckas back Before your buried, shit, retaliate and pull a 187 The real niggaz get to go to heaven How long will they mourn me? Bury me a motherfucking G Bitch
Run as fast as you can, stop writin' and kill it I'm lightning in a skillet, your a fuckin' flash in a pan I pop up you bitches scatter like hot grease
[Intro- talking] {Eminem] Shady, Aftermath (BTOV) {nate dogg] aye bitch, hey! There she goes shaking that ass on the floor Bumpin and grindin that pole
So I'm out the game huh? Huh? {*echoes* Yo Dre, WE RIDIN? Whatever Haha! Well I'm witcha homies Okaylet's handle the small shit I was born to brew up