the sun go? Just remember when you come up, the show goes on Have you ever had the feelin' that you was bein' had? Don't that shit there make you mad
(Intro: JD) After the party its the waffle house if u ever been there u know what i'm talkin about where people dont dance all they do is this and after
a Teflon .9 And it eats vest, I take a motherfucker out quick Just for talkin' shit, ride rolls, catch hoes like a mitt L.A., Atlanta, New York, yo, my shit
you got five minutes in store dude Then after that you got a photo session right on yo Grab masses, spin, I don't know There's a fucking bunch of people
got mad love Master V does some other shit TV's in the head rests I catch respect when other niggas catch slugs 1, 2 I bust shit to load guns to Beats
be like? I ain't ever gonna change, are you ever going to realize? People always talk about (Look, people are always going to talk, babes) Reputation (I ain't even going to lie, shit
gettin' money like hell yeah, This shit so good it don't even smell bad, And you can tell dad, that I'm a muthafucker, You niggas betta not slip, Ice
try it I'm probably just saying that 'cause I don't have to buy it The club owner supply it, boy I'm on that fly shit I am what everybody in my past
hit the ground Stop, everybody, what's that sound? AK-47, so get the fuck down! [Layzie] Well it's the #1 Assassin Provin' a point to many people Some
work real hard To get some shit and finally make it to the top of shit That it's a whole gang of muthafuckas that hate That shit and wanna take that shit
they children and police keep coming around And keep tryin' to beat you down, and take you out Nigga, don't worry, God don't like evil Shit is so clear
born cap-pealers. Feel us, nigga, if you want. Ain't nothin' but a high caffiene hit. We kickin' that raw shit. Fuck the law, shit, been screamin' it
Concealin' them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug 'Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin' his ribs Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz Information pack the led up in shit
they loot.. so my thing is tight, can't slip, gotta grip like a pit in a dog fight, yo, I'm a-iight I ain't checkin for you 'less you my peoples And just
A hem What we have here is a very serious delicate situation Lots of people out here always ridin the dick hmmph But check this out I like your style
nothing left to say But, oh, how I miss him, baby Oh, baby, come on and slip away Come on, baby, why don't you slip away? Love is gone away Took the
man worked his whole life In the Kaiser steel slag pit And I worked there for a while back when I was a kid But I got tired of all their shit But that