slow an' easy Make love to me, slow an' easy Take me down, slow an' easy Rock me till I'm burned to the bone An' take me down, slow an' easy Make love
. Higher then a uniform skirt I got work at home, call it homework. I got paper in my backpack, I know you smell me, Ia??m the s*** like an ex-lax. *Diarrhea
Even the Russians know better than to fuck with me (Snoop) You try to ban me, you can't stand me Cuz I'm an outlaw Black president livin' in the White
don't roll with no crews that do the same ol' same's so I travel the seventh plain by the way of coal train, And that's an ill though, niggas get caught
grandsons An' daughters of her jealous mother? By suckin' their brain until their ability To think was amputated By pimpin' their instincts until they were fat Horny an' strung out An
, I'll pimp a Chinese White ho You never seen money with a black man's face But I swear mothafucka I done had my taste Can't slow down, full speed ahead
under towering trees admiring the seen, inhaling fumes of flowers that breathe. jet lagged eyes are begging for an hour to sleep although my blood shot whites
Snub with the black gloves, on half-moon Greek do Killed him in the Bahamas, his wife ran, white van pulled up They caught him out in Brooklyn with a white
nigga get bust Majestic gettin shreded while i'm twirlin and switchin up T-shirt stravaganza (franchize the white tee boyz) Self made self paid we lounge around in our white
steady smuggling I was down for an ounce,7 years no parole It's bad and it's cold,mature getting old And if you didnt know,now you know Easy gettin slow
[Hook] She wore her hip huggers for me so I could see her thong Just made 21 she got it goin on Slow it down ma You a freak huh Slow it down ma You a
still wet, I can just slow down And it all goes away on the other side of town And nothing is that easy anymore Well, the hurt won't leave with the sight of white
same style battle cry I rock the U-train, the routes that I battle by I listen to sister shit, it 'til they quite slow No matter that white rap, shoot
the mic Get get on the mic Just get on the mic Get on the mic, Mike Let's be real and don't cloud the issue The rhymes are dope, an M.C. you must listen
of that Harlem clientele I got more crack than a curb, fuck wit me I'm iced out and keep snow like an Eskimo And when the show's slow, I cook extra blow
curb, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye fuck wit me) I'm iced out, and keep snow, like an eskimo And when the show's slow (Show's slow) I cook extra blow (Extra
, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye fuck wit me) I'm iced out, and keep snow, like an eskimo And when the show's slow (Show's slow) I cook extra blow (Extra
in me nigga I keep it loaded just for drama, let it go in you nigga And I ain't scared of none of y'all, talking gums with you white Yeah you packin
