with us Yall don't wanna see me like medusa We get moola Can't barricade the barracuda Take my legs from me look around and I'll be still there Like Michael(?) countin money
dyin', you think not? You got balls? We can see how large, when the music stops I was happy havin' a deal at first Thought money would make me happy
at the club, backstage at the show The best crib, the best clothes Hottest whips on the road, neck and wrists on froze Checks with O's o o o o oh's Straight
Twenty deep in the block, real niggas rock with me Blazing, revving in the black 9/11 Lox out of sight like Michael Knight and Kevin Living dead, hoes giving head
o.g.'s "i got to have it" We gonna do it like this, yo this is aceyalone Giving a big shout out to ed o.g. and the b.u.l.l.d.o.g.s. Yo whole
walked by And she was lookin', I'm lookin' back She said, uh, JD I love those 20's on your car I said I beg your motherfuckin' pardon Them is Michael
i be kickin it Maybe its all this money, she like the way i be gettin it Verse 4 [Rocko] Maybe its the way i do my thang out these niggas heads Maybe
Fat money cause we in the mix I got that white girl and that stinky bitch Better ryders and roamers can't really ask "We going out T?" "Bitch I'm headed
rhymes that I wrote No one can stop me, uncover my flow, I'm unpredictable Man, until you give it your all, you never will know what can happen From nappy-headed ass Michael
with my face Upped my vocab and then ya boy got nasty Flow on overdrive, now these niggas can't pass me Creme de la creme, who him? Nigga him J-O-K-E
m not Tywanna Brawly Blasting me getting it out working it out like Jane Fonda I really rip the Pope and that so fuck Sinaid O'Conner Like Matt Cobra
a mix I like drinkin at the vets ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Tdf is in this bitch cause we da boys from the avenue Maniac lunatic and you know that I'm tellin it Bitch's head
that nigga to tell his man to tell that nigga I send the wolves to kill that nigga If you wanna know why, its cause I'm still that nigga Michael Jordan
counting bread made man, also known as Papi Chulo and I?m running straight up in the culo my wrist always on frio, call me chilly chill super head and super head
screwing My money run long like J.R Yewin I'm a mack like Roni, pretty like Tony, Puff like Daddy and the bitches come early Give me head, can you beat
H O D Man , M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D Man M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D Man M E T H O D Man, M E T H O D D Man, M E T H O D Man M
m in da Hill W- double O - D Texas Got three benzes, and quick reflexes I'm a eat me breakfast, with the Mexicans Break dance in my cell and do some head
you where the racquet's at Down the street from the staples centers where they hack-a-shack Give the advance money back I AIN'T have to rap Break Harry-O
