there weed here Get off my block Yo, who these unfamiliar corn balls Get off my block It's one of these niggas off my street corner Get off my block
weed here Get off my block Yo how these unfamiliar corn balls Get off my block It's one of these niggas off my street corner Get off my block {Lord
there weed here Get off my block Yo how these unfamiliar corn balls Get off my block It's one of these niggas off my street corner Get off my block {
Get off my block Yo how these unfamiliar corn balls Get off my block It's one of these niggas off my street corner Get off my block [Lord Have Mercy
doin' my thing Still smokin' crucial bang Just came off my P-O ("Yo!") I'm in my basement writin' 'nough flow That's right, my fuckin' brain's open Got
the blue fox out [Busta Rhymes] Diamonds light up the block runnin the blue rocks out (Uh) Wylin till all of my crew knocked out (Come On) [P. Did] Get
out [Busta Rhymes] Diamonds light up the block runnin the blue rocks out (Uh) Wylin till all of my crew knocked out (Come On) [P. Did] Get yo' ass
the welts from brass belt buckles to brass knuckles Kill all the jokes and chuckles let's all get together My fam stay thick together Trick off and lick off
to brass knuckles Time to heat it up and melt My fam stay thick together Kill all the jokes and chuckles - let's all get together Trick off and lick off
money and who the fuck to do Four blocks away my aim's clean Night scope on a silence carbine Place my cross hairs on my vic's eye Squeeze the trigger
mad I'm busting veins in my forehead You want to get off,come on let's rock But have your safety off,and your shit cocked Because when I come to get that
Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon [Busts Rhymes] Nicki, how you gon' take my
him a deal but his rhymes was whack Def Jam now that he signed a contract Now he got jealous and mad at my shine Making silly tapes, I'm always on his
&B singers, perpetrating guns with two fingers My style is perhaps one of the foulest I inhale large clouds of smoke through my chalice Buckin' at stars and write rhymes
From the, tip of my Timbs, to my eyebrows The hostile, english, Olde E widemouth Get PCP fiends, jumpin off cliffs And if you had the balls, you'd be walkin off stiff My
We bust gats at, on the reg laughed at Son you know we passed that, get em outta here, 'cause you could have that [Prodigy] Four pounds, stumbled off grounds Fire off
