And I ain't trying to critique, but you deserve a good drink, so what's up? What you sippin' on? It's no problem Black and gold models like I'm pro-
in my chain Good got Jordan?s, the sun in my Range Pass by don?t speak to the hatas House got marble floors and escalators Stayed Gd'up sharp as a razor
Dino the dart specialist, Knahmean? Golden Arms, yo MethTical, John, John do your thing, thing What? Check it The all eye seein', heavenly divine The
trans am you living dreams, like a crack fiend who say he clean, when we riding beams you steam we drunk off lean, life for riches, gold diggas havin
get it So, chain danglers are in danger When I skate wit ya ice like the Rangers, assume later Boss bitch though, goin' out like Tomb Raider Booth razors
meal ticket Eatin' steak and lobster, crackin' crab, sippin' Don P till, they hurl But in the meantime speakin' for all my niggas, fuck tha world Man, I just touched
jail just (keep on) Yo in the early days of the Lord everything was shey-shey Everyday was pay day Selling nickels and dimes Getting mine in mind state from 86 to 88 I still hear the razor
, shawty Count my paper, stack my weight up She's a gold digger but I ain't gon' hate her I'd still date her, cut her like a brand new razor Fine like
I find myself where the razor couldn't speak Now cover me In your green essence, lovely Distance, where I can't touch you That's where the gun will touch
you average Drip cammo Who carry Van Damme ammo? Nike Airs Uptown put the Benz van yo Chilling with niggaz who real Who respect real Big us get your wig touched
Four o'clock in the afternoon And I didn't feel like very much I said to myself, "Where are you, Golden Boy Where's your famous golden touch?" I thought
played the back seat for months Stayed away from the tanqueray, bitches and blunts Still mac nigga, ain't nothin changed Got the rings and the gold chains
have a power, brings me to my knees Like a face that's beaming in a crowd of frowns You're a verb that's screaming in a bunch of nouns Like a razor
He who is without sin cast the first stone Blast the verse, no matter the class, I'm vers'tile Kickin' it for you hipocritic berzerk ohms, I'm hopin' at worst Hopin' the words that touch
home and a lobe Sonja blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah) Hold eighty roll through you and your old lady How rich this dough made me, gold az matching
in Shanobal The double O, we ever sold just abide nuclear explosions Exposin' radiation like a vulcan I'm the only guy that knows why the golden eye
Four o'clock in the afternoon and I didn't feel like very much. I said to myself, "Where are you golden boy, where is your famous golden touch?" I thought
Free that's why they fired AJ It's me leaking through your stereo Envy me AS AN emcee prepare for your burial I kill niggaz without lettin the Desert blow Razor