Translation: Doa. Too Fuckin' Heavy.
too heavy. too fuckin' heavy - too heavy. fuckin' heavy duty. but you don't mean nothin' - fuck all. you don't mean shit. but you think you're heavy duty - fuckin' heavy. fuckin' heavy
How many of you got it that need to have a hole in 'em Wanna lay back, wanna stretch that And pop a cold one, huh Like fuck, ain't too many that can
ll fuck you up Tie ya ass to the back of a pick-up truck and just leave, uh You a waste of good slug And I told the motherfucker I'd get him, so what?
played out They playin' Too $hort steppin' on a Chevy pedal Back in the days K M E L played heavy metal That's why the town got rid 'o $hort That's
on TV where you see B-O-B-B-Y D-I-G-I-T-A-L, A-L, things ain't too well Digital, these niggas should be crazy Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby Bedstuy,
petty drama Down the dollar if you wanna be a top can't follow Only reason they guh 'head I'm went a little harder Four starters movin' too quick, to live a
'm a bake it Strip you niggaz butt-naked, I'm a thorough bred Carry guns and pump heroin Never went O.T. I'm too light for Maryland I'd rather play the
a half a brew So I see if I can have a fruit A peep show like the hoe when she thinkin' 'bout me havin' you She laughin' too and pass a few, beads around
to be made, so you know I'm gonna get it It's going down nigga, spray a few rounds nigga You a clown nigga, D Red a O.G. nigga Yeah, I know you heard
whole M-I-A A.K.'s and Chevrolets, nappy braids and heads shaved Look here, shit real, we really get it how we live We get on heavy creel, we get on
the job like Dick Tracy Hit the cure for that ill shit like Ben Casey, M.D. Symbolic thrill like God he shocked it Like a finger in a light socket, too
time zones connections and situations But what would this world be without a heavy rotation I turn it up, ain't this a bitch, Hot 96 97-9, I'm a shine
yourself you're the fucking coldest intelligent too ooh you're my sweetheart! i've always liked my women book and street smart long as they got a little
of that flavor [LL] Ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the, ayo Bimmy, it's, ayo Bimmy, it's a rock the Ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, ayo Bimmy, it's a Rock the Bells
a gram or brick I'ma make it sell, get off my dick Pump or the Desert E., take your pick Money too long, the case won't stick D-Block niggas fuck with
shells, make your fuckin' body smell I can fuck you up somewhere, to what you were they cannot tell Fuck me with me, you fuckin' with the best So you also fuckin
D-I-E With a big bag of bud, and a bag of tooty too I know that you get high too As I cheaf, upon the leaf, of swisher sweet The D the da da O the P
