? Tchka-tchka-tchka Check the chorus! [Chorus] 2X Jada talk so good, but they brain is not ready They don't know know Bubba talk so good, but they brain
your eyes, feeling up, you kill my eyes, don't feel it up, don't chew my eyes, don't feel it up, so kill my eyes, don't feel it up, just kill my eyes,
this time to discuss I'm outro call me if you want to blaze one up [Chorus] When the stress burns my brain just like acid raindrops, Mary Jane is the
see some foot doctors Got your burnt chest popped up, but keep your guns cocked up Cuz all them cats that you knocked up and always gon' be locked up
fly, So wont you shut me up and put that shit on over drive Hey bitch, Your make ups drippin off your face, o wait, thats the acid fryen my brain, and
hotter bitches than you do I'm A-P and if you don't know the rest Then lift up your girls shirt and read it off her breast [Rise:] The rules zipped up
loose Throwin up deuce at the first sign of a problem Weathermen filth nastiest black and blue braid and light base milk with lumps Bulked up for the
riches By givin stitches, the life as a ghetto star When I grow up I wanna be like dem (and live my life as a ghetto star) When I grow up I wanna be
brains, I know your name And where you rest, I'll make a mess The holla tips'll hit ya chest, you cough up blood to EMS Come pick you up, You know you
You got skills (Nigga you know I got skills) Then lets put our brains together and make some mills [Lil' James] I got skills like a coal mine lined up
rats thats controlled by Ben or Willis American Express privelages, blood spillage We got more balls then village Star-spangled banner, soldier stand up
tub. [50 Cent] When I'm through with Ricky it'll be blood that'll cough up A hard rock, a soft fuck Get caught up and get washed up, In Detroit or Northfolk
lack aura [Verse Three: Raekwon the Chef] Twist the DAC up, them niggaz with math is back up Watch he act up, fifty-two block track we slap up Playground