's mad money in this Grab the mic, handle your business This here is for official niggas only, no beginners About my heavy metal, run the ghetto, where my sinners? You feel me in my
no friends neither It's just me by my lonely so I married my Nina I keeps her wherever I go, I love my ho Never leave home with out my sugar I'm hafta
, wife The look on my girl is filled with conviction Gonna get what I need, to leave restriction Babble on the Boulevard to brother hood buddies Pokin in my
, man gon' bye, see you when my light blow Got more good than dirt to throw, and I won't pull Between the halo, and a fork-pitch suffocated by my rhymes
3: Fam-Lay] I stand on my block, the cam on the spot My hands in my pocket, both hammers is cocked Waitin' for a nigga to just act up My right hand big
, my name is big game all in her face I said, for what it's worth, I'm the best on earth Kickin' fools off my turf since the day of my birth I got a
win it besides QDThird occurred Who's the worst, who's rastafari? You never livin never sure it's Selassie I the First brother on the planet Earth, who
deep in the earth so that yhu kan have a chain My body wrote on like an ese But homie no Mexican So icy entertainment You kan write it on me mane
Down to the earth I fell With dripping wings, Heavy things won't fly And the sky might catch on fire And burn the axis of the world That's why I
making his rounds He came right to my alley lord with sorrowful sounds Crying rags old iron and pulling his cart Ask him how much he'd give me for my
could ride up your motherfuckin ass Erase your ass off the motherfuckin earth we ain't going nigga fuck this shit Whatever y'all really wanna do go on
[Verse 1] My man Shawn from around the way son been down from day one Never been known for mistakes but was bound to make one Her name was Nina See he
puttin in my work and cuttin like a surgeon, urgin my people to rebel like an insurgent. I grab my sword and shield talk on field to feel my enemies pain
know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded WHY YOU AIN'T CALL ME? You sleep on my music and that's a DAMN shame 'cause I slam my bang [Verse
in my opinion, they give advances to the niggas That's really on universal loud laface, that's some of my favorites But the ones who call the shots most of 'em on
make the earth quake Papa work it take your relly make em pounce pounce All my peoples on the planet won't yall bounce bounce, bounce bounce Show my homies
on one side as you pull, you look almost regal. I'm digging it, on your mobile, one eye closed Blue smoke curling out your nose Wearing one of my shirts