niggas is strapped and quick to lay a bitch on his back I'm swift with the mack, quicker than kung fu With the reflexes of a cat and the speed of a mongoose
Street veteran with one gun Killed eleven men It's too crazy, y'all fake tough guys with full Gazi's Blue Mercedes, three pounds under the blue avy Bomb crews my mind power
wattage Blankin' out bought my first eight ball for eighty dollars Learned who not to trust grew obnoxious So niggas start to hate me same time the boys in blue
and parle' in the bay, Play with the bitches in havana and come back with the yay Front all my niggas nothin' left but qb's, Sit back like a fat cat
know I'm sayin'? And this goin' out to all them thug niggas worldwide, y'know I'm sayin'? Geah Check it out Here goes another gang tale from that street smart cat
I'm sitting in my bedroom overlooking Findhorn Bay Cluny Hill ion the distance summer on the way Blue skies and sailing boats like a picture in a book
I'm sitting in my bedroom Overlooking Findhorn Bay Cluny Hill in the distance Summer on the way Blue skies and sailing boats Like a picture in a book
Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low Makin' that bacon, row by row Can't get them muscles at the YMCA It's from choppin' cotton, cuttin' corn and slingin
bandit planned it And propagandized it or Canada It's so on ice and it's so raw And yeah move yeah so power like thinking like a solider who Would fall
cat on a tin roof Nothin' but a hot cat on a tin roof Hot cat on a tin roof Feelin' like a hot cat on a tin roof Nothin' but a hot cat on a tin roof
court And I was late for that court date Because I was up all night fucking Strawberry Shortcake Bad Power Rule from out of Pelon Who had the pink & blue
Ryan Test the iron And I show you a wall, cat That's filled wit bodies See where your balls at, if you all dat And I show a wall, cat, that's filled
I'm bless and knew a devil in a blue dress Dunn I'm bless and you a devil in a blue dress Verse one: Youknowhati'msayin', word up! la the dark... Yo
Dream, dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream When I feel blue in the night I want you to hold me tight Whenever I want you All I have to do
a fleeting carriage. It speeds along and drops a package. Blue light escapes the laboratory And illuminates a row of chimneys Conjouring forth the power
the future holds Oh, she lived up on the mountain Eleven miles or so from town With a one-eyed cat named Wink, A billy goat and a blue tick hound
't love money but we don't hate money Yo, if you live day to day then you probably live life More than a cat who got a Benz, bank roll and a wife 'Cause
That's why they call mc's to make they remixes hype But I'm the type of cat to come to your show and boo ya Black ya, blue ya, then throw my tape to ya