play no high school dance Fuzz tone, hear 'em go, hear 'em on the radio Misfits twilight zone R A M O N E S, R A M O N E S, Ramones Bad boy rock, bad
my garage Stay sky high, fly wit the stars G4 flights, 80 grand large So we lean wit it, pop wit it Vertical Jones, mean wit the top missin? I?m sayin
I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush Follow me, don't follow me I've got my spine, I've got my orange
like a pro ooh Let her go no You might be somethin' to work wit Trust I'm not concerned wit him, I'm not your boyfriend Shit I'm just that nigga you
if you a true rider and a And a G and a G, I'm a G, I'm a G I'm a G, I'm a G, I'm a G, I'm a G Now guess who stepped through the motherfucking door Boys
far Can we M.A.K.E. L.U.V., in between my S.H.E.E.T's? Can we M.A.K.E. L.U.V., in between my S.H.E.E.T's? Can we M.A.K.E. L.U.V., in between my S.H.
fine ho drillin With the million dollar talent And the ten cent brain, Been gone too long, too much cocaine, But now that I'm back, on the block I'm ready
Oh shit once again nigga I'm from where niggas get killed for running they mouth I'm from where niggas get they weight up in front of they house Cop
feelin' to play I'm tryin' to pin the tail on the donkey It goes yes, yes yo, fresh to death balla You can play hard, under pressure I'm stoned We playin
a scandal Put my emotions aside 'cause they can never take my alive I'm a ride and don't cry 'Cause momma raised hell of a thug And if I'm standing
tell a bitch, I'm in love wit my doe 'Cause I'm pimping and, niggas is bitchin' and We was the pharmacy, now you want prescriptions Think I'm slippin
't 'cause what I'm doin' for a livin' It's more because of what I'm doin' how I'm livin' Not to mention when I'm rappin', I'm just hurtin' niggaz feelings
like you peep this and I'm the young A. Walker Fuck it, I'm ridin' with Sig, you niggas is sweet Collidin' with Cam and I'm throwin' with Free Geda K
Yeah, I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob shit Money, Attitude, Direction, and Education Some real shit Think about my hood one time, my hood, it's trippin' Thinkin
aired down there But the streets was bigger, I pump the lead round here Round here, and I'm still in my Nike Air's Yeah, my hat leanin', I'm livin' wit
Okay, I'm reloaded, yeah, y'know It's Young E, Get Low in the bulding, we back M.A.D.E., everybody ready? It's that new shit ya hear Yo, Guru, let's do
Hollywood and back, guess what I'm still I'm sayin' number from the blue tops days, I'm still him You dudes think I'm touring like I'm part of you and
don't understand But I hear the talking like, Bleek, where you been? It's unfortunate, I'm in beef again, huh Niggaz is rappin' and clappin' I'm still
