even blitz the rich to get chips Housekeeper disguised with the nine bubble grip Extra clip in the vacumn if I slip Room service ring the alarm and get the bomb
it the Lago G Star car goes boot us outta stars YO That boy aint getting char bro He in the Monte Carlo I hit the gears Operation where the fuck the car
'Til the day I'm rich like Bruce Wayne I'ma kick raps like pimps blew game Ridin' through your block with six new chains on Pullin' over, droppin' H-bombs
I got a whole heard of cows ta die for my 6' Hockey players pagin' me to practice on my wrist 20 inch chocko treads so my whip don't slip Pullin' up,
Now I'm aimin' at yo chest This goes out to all of y'all All of y'all be talkin' shit Slip the clip up in the gun Then commence to bust a nig Bust
blitz the rich to get chips Housekeeper disguised with the nine bubble grip Extra clip in the vacumn if I slip Room service ring the alarm and get the bomb
That nigga let his fuck flow go Niggaz tryin' to switch up the flows on niggaz Hit niggaz, slip niggaz with a micky Drop that joint Yeah, yeah, it's
That nigga let his fuckin' flow go Niggaz tryin' to switch up the flows on niggaz Hit niggaz, slip niggaz with a Micky Drop that joint Yeah, yeah, it
Beats And this thing right here Ruff Ryders Will get your ass off your feet, remix, c'mon They call me, 'Drag On' when it's time to bomb I burn 'em all
[dj pooh] It's the p-double-o-h in the sky I don't need a cape cause I'm already fly Like a skydiver, a nigga got drag Like a race car driver, plus i'
runnin' like that Jones from Indiana But they still won't talk about that Jones in Guyana This ain't no cartoon, no one slips on bananas, do you really think That, that car
on you I will shit I'll shit on you Girl you know I'll shit on you Bitch or man I'll shit on you I will shit (Swift aka Swifty McVeigh) I remain fatter than gluttony Tapin bombs
fuck about you or your car Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry And fuck your watch, fuck your wife Fuck your kids, fuck your family, I'll shit on you Once I get on 2 hits of X My disk slips
and And I, I don't think war is noble And I don't like to think that love is like war But I gotta big hot cherry bomb And I wanna slip it through the
(Nelly) I got a whole heard of cows ta die for my 6' Hockey players pagin' me to practice on my wrist 20 inch Aqua treads so my whip don't slip Pullin
We bust I guess I gotta show you niggas you could be touched. Me and my souljas, we be bout, 50 deep The life that we livin' we can't slip or sleep [
tryin to see Playin with me, look you better know what you doin partna Put a bomb in a lil city, tell yo mom, you bitch 'cause I'm playin for keeps, slip
t give a fuck about you or your car Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family I'll shit on you Once I get on 2 hits of X My disk slips