my keys, not your sleaze My spell is like a curse, I just wanna flirt What part of "No" don't you really understand? One-syllable word, old man? You
years in and made close friends Havin' no love my homies came my only I was glad, a family I never had But I grew up fast got a girl on 10th grade pregnant
08 (Where we going?) My bank account gon' have eight digits that is Let's go (Let's go) Nobody gave me nothing I made 50 of a pack When I made 100 I
booth off some top shelf Long Islands The big Bad Ass in this motherfucker, see y'all niggaz know the half Still representin' the O, homey the Eastside, nigga 100th
pit bulls and rot weilers Niggas wit gold teeth, old schools on gold feet, killas, and O.G's Task postil da police Mac Arth to foothill, East 14th Sobrante
I got it and it __ all fishy __ not to love these bitches Trynna do the teacher and the game ain't work __ then the streets don't care [Verse 2] Jesse a old
the steelo real niggas never talk just listen This deuce shit comin' wit heat up out the kitchen Rough niggas in the street will bust for the bread and meat Deuce 57th
hard to do when all my life I been true 2 da game pushin cane to represent my family name ain't a damn thang gone change its the same old same everytime
reppin' for the head bussaz keepin' mean mugs I'ma keep me a slug for 1 of you fakers I got 100 rounds its 100 imitators So many wannabes folks wit'
style with loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em Rock rocks, delight exchange like stocks Bars made like Comstock, dead man's glock Holdin name down, spit a 100
Turkey and that gets me sick It's that take from the Indian trick A lookin' pretty grim when they takin' da pill And from the same old sucker seekin'
Frere Jacques If not there, I'm somewhere mixing vodkas In a far off land, where they shake maracas and shit Keep it moving like in KIs of coke You the 100th
Y'all done made me go back to the old me I'm the last soldier standing and I will not lose (All Ready, All Ready, These No Limit Boys All Ready [x2]) [
me the peace weed, And take some heed- Throw all that mixed up speed Away- all that dirt is gonna clog and Hurt- man you reach 100 years old in a day
ugly Made 11 dat was my first run in with dem busters When stupid roughed me up cause I told em mothafucka Got old it got worser, my hustle got deadly
