King, pay me in gold 40 got a bunch of weed he ain't even roll These n*ggas be droppin' songs they ain't even cold Weezy on top and that n*gga ain't even
King, pay me in gold 40 got a bunch of weed he ain't even roll These n-ggas be droppin songs they ain't even cold Weezy on top and that n-gga aint even
Im goin for the gold my heart is in control, My mind is on succeed and i am in the lead dont buy into the skeems the science or stratege just giant N
at my dude, dancin to my tunes It don't matter cause we set the trend for everything they do Put the road to the wheel, put the fire in your meal Took
n that bullshit Stop talk'n that bullshit Stop smoke'n that bullshit Look like u on that bullshit(U on that bullshit)bullshit Stop rap'n that bullshit Stop talk'n
cigarettes?" Ya see, I go through some shit called voice exercisin' When I go in the booth and I go in there And I just lay a hook now 'n then, know
surgery Who the fuck got a VS, fuckin' BM's on the road When you had to be in bed at the PM Need the info, Jaz on the C.N.N Forever touchin' my workers
the game wit it Born n raised, born, born n raised Born n raised in the County of Dade Born, born n raised, born, born n raised Born, born n raised
be laying on the Louboutin floor It's raw, you keep acting like you don't know Mouse, n-gga And you gon' need the best doctors, house n-gga Guard your
fools and I'll kill the rest B: "I am what I am!" Sen: And I'm not a land lubba' When ya hear the musket, you all take cova' B: "Fire one, fire two, fire
mice Trying to get in where we fit in Doing anything to be down Two hundred million blind mice Running through this town Patty Cake, Patty Cake I heard your man Wears a gold
is when it comes to me You can't find us here anywhere and I tear You a new asshole, as beautiful as gold Look at your reflection in my shine, find
rhymes The only kick you'll get out of is in your behind Fire, blaze, my name is worldwide When we yes, yes y'all we rock it all night To other MC's doin rock 'n
them 40 bottles upside down like niggaz with dead homies till it's empty like my 4 pound. Niggaz thinkin I'm drunk reach 4 my N.W.A chain and get ur
lot of bread man, word up, hun'ned my nigga We take you to Boca Chica or some'n man, knahmsayin? Sip on some motherfuckin, Don Julio or some'n, y'knahmsayin
safe ta say that my fates ta lay n I'mma waste when I'm olda So just step n gimmie the cold shoulda Cuz I'm a mess, the Ninnas the most vulga N I'm a
the Roc is E N Y C E in the NYC with the white T All I really do is argue Double F, R Y D E, D R A G, to the dash O N Catch me, smokin' potent, bet it
