papi with the scraper glock with the laser Trying my best not to pop yet but the trop is major Shot my lil' 'cause I do my aunt the favor watch this
with your clothes [repeated] [Verse 2] Voila, and for my next trick I'm in the hood with my gang don't set trip rep your side, throw it up like you bulimic
that shit you be talking Rep Miami the ghettos (Dade County) Every hood and the projects And when I drop off my singles I'm dropping one of my targets
the airport, feds is on the stalk Almost got caught cause the dumb bitch talked How much you makin? What we're doin, wouldn't live that How much my V cost and where my
they call Honduras Nothing fake about my life except my car insurance Bullet proof vest, my jefa sense stress Nothing positive about me, except my piss
a attitude Hiss me and slipped in my lane I've been wreckin crowds for a long second now Got 'em guessin how Tech is blessed And yes, The best in-town rep
real niggas was my big thrill Cause I was walked up by stand-up niggas from 56 Ville They helped me get my cheese up love my K-I-D-s much That's why I
offer you no pain Why would they label me heartless, when your love is my cocaine And your soul is my rogaine, I have a thirst to know your brain When you enter my
[In backwards:] Some might call me uh paranoid But I think I would just say that I was very aware of my surroundings! [Verse 1] Retrogression Lets go
two Dancers back on soul train And ya know soul train, get the phat doodie stain Now what ya gonna do with the board with no talent Using step 1 and step 2
' in the beach when I lit my first doobie In the same city where I got my first piece of coochie Where I sold my first dime and I held my first Uzi Bitch
jaw Nigga just too vicious land of the lost Who's the boss get tossed have you seen her My nina, she's catchin a misdemeanor My rep gets bigger my finger
the nina go bang (bang) bang (bang) And I be everywhere on the map but I rep that West (9x) [Verse 2 - Ice Cube] I rep that dub, I rep that S, Im a
Verse 1- XV) Flight, so I'm red eyed Nights on the Jedi, I'm Laying down flows, putting mics on bedtime Give me my set time, and I'ma go rep mine Bars
do it, Whole west-coast gonn' bang to this, I do this for my niggas that came to pitch, They should've never let me get the hang of this, Now my spit
crazy bone And bes believe that if you fuck with eve I'm gonna kill you I rep to the def F to the s man it don't get no reala [Chorus: x2] I'm a tell
been in my hand Who would of ever thought that I'd have so many fans Thats why I rock like every time is my last stand I remember growin up, as a country
just tryna tell you whats happening surely i use my guts when my vision gets mirky help me, but thankyou lord at the same time, mercy excuse my french