I got it, I lock it Banger, big city boy with deep pockets See me speak, that paper better be the topic I like my ice frozen like the Antarctic I'm quick
i got a la raider hat With creased dickies that match Beach cruiser riding on the handle bars With a 25 i might be jacking a get away car Boulevard
What do I do? I'm so confused, someone's got to lose, I'd hate to be in your shoes I'd probably be dressed in the county blues singing the blue to the
the county; shoot (???) But damn I miss home [Chorus 4X] I can't.. forget New Jersey (Verse 1: Queen Latifah) When I think of home I think of a place
' So duck when I swing my shit I get rugged like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits The gangsta type, what I recite's kinda lethal Niggaz know, the flow that I
fuck (Bitches ain't shit) And I don't give a fuck And I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck And now I gotta do some I gotta do some shit that's clean
t easy, being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free It ain't easy, being me Will I see the penitentiary or will I stay free I can't sleep
, I hustle by any means Take the blow, break it down, weigh it on triple beams I'll cook it, I'll whip it, I'll ship it, I'll flip it I'll rock 'til the
around everyday that's why I'm hard for you, nigga! Now eat! As I creep, picture every human that I seek Slabs of human meat Cause my kids gotta eat I
Mike Jordan But I'm the type that others want to try and be like I recite and shines right with a cordless mic I comes tight with more air than a pair of Nike's I
penatentiory Mack 10, I'd like to say That I'm a crazy mothafucka, from around the way Since I was a youth, I grew weed out Now I'm the mothafucka that
Now what can I say every bitch I lay Be pure and Bombay like Peruvian yeah So I brag and I boast man I got the most, man I make more deliveries than
now 'cause I done throwed them rocks Went through a house that I don't know like I was Goldie Locks I broke a sweat, now I'm smokin' dro in a Lac I'
all I'm from the muthafuckin' city of Caprice's and Impala's I'll holla dawg ??? the age, straight or shady I still beat it baby Married twice, five kids I
I don't give a fuck They done push me to the limit the more I live I might blow up any minute, did it again Now I'm in the back of the paddy wagon While
band-aid and an I.V That's when I start cussin' Police steady askin' me who did the bustin'? Why oh, why can't I get help? 'Cause I'm black, I gots
another man, I ain't contributin to genocide, cause I'm colorblind. . . I'm fresh outta county on bail, and no sooner do I get out, It's seems I right
nothin' Just like a beast But I'm the first nigga ta holler out 'peace' I beat my wife and children to a pulp When I get drunk and smoke dope Got a