in before, with the likes of an outlaw Predicate assassin, smashin Open shit, rig scope, focus it Give niggaz what they 'posed to get (shit) Oppose the
ask me for shit That's what I did, now they all askin' for hits Nigga, it's on for the simple fact I let it be known We still fly but separately 'cause
pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentencin' I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt And I'll kick that ho, punt Forced trauma, blunt You play the back bitch
Poppin' that shit last week Frontin' for some pussy From some big butt freak Sayin' I'm his worker I was on his dick Talkin' that crazy old weak assed shit
you man Yeah yeah, shit was fucked up man, it was real fucked up Don't worry - We know who did it What're you talkin about man? The shit just happened
99 problems and a bitch ain't one Ha, yo Marquis, my motherfucker, you got problems, man? (A bitch ain't one) Aww shit, now let me tell you how to do this shit
be man It's a little different than you think man Yo so what is it really like baby} It's eight a.m. I roll out my silk sheets Get fly crash the Limo
Hustlers, players, super bitch layers Mackaronies on the true D L hell, most Fuckin' with my niggas, you could end up ghost I made a million, got my shit
shit's played Cash rules everything around me, kid I hit a 50'000 lick and never did no bid 'Cause I'm bent on a come-up and my shit stays tight How
I roll hops You try to flex bang another nigga drops You gotta deal with this 'cause there's no way out Why? Cash money ain't never gonna play out I
hope this something that you never forget Tie that freak outside next time you come in a set Because my jams be crazt packed with all fly ladies I'm
respect Truck my Rolex when I cruise the projects A fly brother that is hard to figure I punch hos and I smack up niggers Because I'm a pimp and a player
Chorus x2 Once I bust a nut I'm out. All the real niggas know what I'm talking about. We might take you out to dinner buy you shit it's crazy. But once
and whites, I guess the shit was cool But in high school I changed Didn't wanna bust, didn't wanna play the game I walked to Crenshaw high, shit was fly
pray Many talk shit, but none step this way Cause I'm quick to beat down a weak clown Clock crazy juice from L.A. to the Boogie Down I play the whole
You made to my house when you was wild-n-out before Nick When you was on my dick and give you somethin to smile about How many times you fly to my house
the coolest in the city bitch While you lame trippin' on that goofy stupid silly shit Who you ever seen it really did, super fly filthy rich, any with it killin' shit