yo' click Squeeze yo' clip, hit the right one Pass that ***, I got to light one All them *** I got ta fight one All them ***, I got ta like one Our
, he handed a nigga nine A nine millimeter, nine zips Said, ?If I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip? But I hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone I
fox, we know the spots Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the blue dots On yo' block you probably had a fat pad of Tupac Or big pun, or B I ya homeboys
what they do on the block Some of 'em lie about the *** they pop But I don't, I don't, I don't, I don't That's how it is for me 'cause I live a boss'
one to quit I've always been the leader But I feel this world is like a b***h and I know I don't need her If I ever had this I never took the time to
on to the funky shit I said Jersey's in the house, Jersey's in the house I said Brooklyn's in the house, Brooklyn's in the house I said Uptown's in the
shit I ain't goin outa town broke I gotta have a bank get some dank to smoke Think I'm gamblin, you must be insane It started gettin late I had to catch
' G's everyday workin' blue jeans I know I seen it before I see it again Young tender saying Short would you be my man I'm a player and I'm playin' jus' the bass I
with the cock? I gotta get it goin' on till I reach my peak With a late night freak everyday of the week Ant Banks, the hoes keep yellin' my name But I
everyday begins I'll fall for you again? I made a promise when I told you this that night That I'll be fine ?Cause when I die then I die loving you It
I still wanna sell kilo?s It?s like I?m throwing rocks at the pen begging for the rico I still wanna sell kilo?s Searching for the fish scale like I?
, I wish I coulda said bye The only time I'll talk to him is when I look into the sky, yeah All I've got is these pictures of ya And your light blue
that pole I think I'm losing control, Bobby Creek I'm on the [Incomprehensible] in the end I'm gone My eyes ain't clear and I'm gone so she hear me wrong
But disease is somethin' I'm tryna keep my penis free from I find the package and I'm cool, I immediately run Like Speedy Gonzales to see if I see anyone Who might have
that pole I think I'm losing control hey hey Bobby, Bobby, Bobby Creek [Bobby Creek] I'm on the patron In the end I'm gone My eyes ain't clear I'm gone
Because I'm black I rob And automatically assume I ain't got no job On my own land I feel like an immigrant If I was white I wouldn't thought O.J.
you?re layin? in the ground For what you got I think you overpaid I?m afraid, I?m afraid, I?m afraid, I?m afraid, I?m afraid