me, muthafucka) Yo, it's New Year's son (fuck ya'll niggaz, this ain't no Yo, Ghostface, my gold is fifty hundred, I want my money) NINE! EIGHT! SEVEN
it's alright with you, we fuckin' Deja vu, the blunts sparked, finger fuckin' in the park Pissy off Bacardi Dark Remember when I used to play between yo legs
you be a was nigga, nigga was dope Nigga was gettin' money 'fore I extorted your coke, 'ju crazy? Aiyyo, catch me with a thirty-eight, box and shells In a ninety-eight
sick Heard he liked to trick nonstop, floss a lot Ballers out of town, spots in Adobe cot It don't stop I Fox, floss plenty rocks Since eight-nine
streets, a hundred seven got brew I see you, come see you, writing scrolls (Writing scrolls) To the rest of the fam, locked in holes At age eight, money
shoot him in his kneecaps, he'll never see it comin] But he ain't got no legs, they cut 'em off at the stomach He's got mechanical legs, he spins webs
somebody here I'd like all of you to meet This is little Jonathan, Jonathan Say hello to the lovely people" "Hello", "Jonathan has problems, twisted neck Tangled legs
nigga H.artless I.saine G.etto H.odlum L.vin' A.d N.ver D.in' That's what I'm talkin' about Rogue dawgs, when I call my Rogue dawgs Rogue Dawg, niggas Fa the nine-eight
noose with the loop , my guns raising to my legs gonna poison you, shot shot boom rat a tat eight heads they fall trying to kill em all, my stomach
I'm water Mexican, Indian, fly girls, the Puerto Ricans Pum pum pump, the eight oh eight oh eight oh eight oh peakin' Now start spectacular, expert, them legs
is out of jail with a five billion dollar bail I'ma hire two men with machine guns to do retail Independent promotion, a couple of people got they legs
and shrimp Dallas Mavericks want me as a baldheaded five-eight guard With a ninety-five inch vertical, Vince Carter respect my legs Ask Shawn Kemp, [
enterprise Virgin masters get melted, you felt it Through my radiation, foes move on buses Planes leave the train station, evacuate quick Mechanical legs, mechanical legs
free They dogs drink my piss (Girls pay a fee) Back I wreck shit, so what nigga? I masturbate See your girls' cocked back, her legs tied like a figure eight
excuse that It's welfare love, section eight It's welfare love, section eight It's welfare love, section eight It's welfare love, section eight Girl
Arma', four, jars of dro Five shots to draw, my six hits took off Seven you make Heaven, or eight, everything's a go Mami got that ice in ya drink Long legs
's for sure And you say you wanna know So what the hell you waitin' for This is what we do We was in my bed California king Me between your legs Lay
, B You got your chronic there too? All tha time I got the turf on lock, twenty-six block One beeper on my side gotta be in the house by eight o'clock