Lil Boy make the block hot now
Bitch I get hyped, tell her pipe down
I fucked that bitch in her nightgown
Now my old bitch is a thot now
Kurupt with the gun like Tha Dogg Pound
Put a gun up when I back down
Tryna run up, that's a head on collision
I don’t know who they sneak dissin'
Kidnap a nigga, his body go missing
None of us swim with the fishes
My ma told me take out the trash
I'm too fly, I do the dishes
R.I.P Pimp C, I’m sipping on red, yeah, I'm a real sipper
Diamonds they kickin like Leroy
Jump out the Porsche and I turn to a D boy
I get the percs from the decoys
Play with that 8 like I came out of Detroit
I sell a square out a brick wall
I got the trap chopping up like criss-cross
Come to my trap I'm the big dog
I'm the one make the white hard when the brick soft
You want the work? Got it cheaper
I got the percs and the diddies and reefer
I'm smoking gas, I'm smoking ether
I'm smoking runts but I don't like sativa
You don’t want nuts, I bob and weave her
I don’t receive her, I get it cheaper
Bitch I'm the prize, I [???] no disguise
Hoping for a piece of the pie
I’m one of a kind
These niggas in line
Say you in there, always a crime
Now they done [P'd.O]?? your time
Me and my niggas gone shine
Out the bool with the watch, yeah
Get your hoe she wanna watch it
Working that bitch like a slave owner
They didn't know what she gave on her
I might go fit some chains on her
Swear the bitch got a good brain on her
All white on a stain on her
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