(feat. Fred Money) [JR Writer:] Uhh uhh, okay Let's get at 'em man, W-B 4, uhh (woo~!) My fifth's on cock, so piss off ock So kick on rocks, I lick
[JR Writer:] Writer, okay Uhh, I got 'em, DipSet, uhh Back to the lab, rap in the bag Roll me a blunt, pass me a pad, the dude's goin in I mastered
envy This street shit, your whole style is Radio Friendly Look, When it's Prime Time Biter I grind Mines Shines blind Wrist Brighter than Einstein Couple OG's that's
(feat. 40 Cal) [JR Writer:] Look I been fresher another trend setter It's getting cold let's hit Pelle I need ten leathers Prick it's a fact I trick
[JR Writer:] [coughing] Writers Block, bitch Uhh, okay~! Live from the kitchen, I'm back scrappin, fryin and wheelin High as a pigeon, I am consistant
turn these creeps into dirt garbage(basura) I got that hunger that you had when you first started, hood to the burbs(suburbs)hardest truly a G(who?) JR writer
