sag my two black guys I would be brief but my Karl kani's didn't dry I smoke the blunt for all you underground chumps My smoke bangs like it's freshly
that corn liquor nigga, 100 proof I bring the storm, all you niggaz lace ya boots Better yet, pull out ya strings, make a noose Hang yaself, here's a deuce, deuce Bang
Sorta like a pimp So when the light hit the ice It starts glistenin' off the Tims My chain hang All it do iz blang blang Half blue, half red Like my diamonds gang bang
the shit that I be spittin' son Hit-and-run, get it done, get the funds, split and run Got about fifty guns and I love all of 'em the same, bang bang!
qucksand, that's quicksand, that ain't mud Have you thrown your senses to the war, or did you lose them in the flood?" That pure American brother,
move or adjust your television Whenever an era dies, another era begins These American fights, these American wars, These American stripes, these American stars But these American cages have American
'm a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" "You must be out your fucking mind, man" "I'm a kick your ass" "Hey you, come here" Chitty chitty bang bang
, it's all ghetto in gear higher, the floor settle More metal for beef that we don't let the law settle I try to navigate the treacherous waters of America
t like the hustle man, don't hate the playa hate the game. Gotta love it man. Catch me flippin grippin rain into turnin that trunk on bang. Cause its
" Yo, I'm nearly stuck shorty jumped right up Heard a nigga say, "Don't move and give it up" At this point I'm shook turn around and I look Bang, bang
Catastrophic topics for target practice Re-establish the elaborate labyrinth of havoc That's unmatched the dukes of hazard Fifty grand on each hand, man Got people movin' like American Bandstand Bang, bang
hard rhyme, and slang cracking in spare time [U-God] Crime Time We rollin with the undisputed, routin toutin 21 gun solutin, new recruiting Wu-Tang, slang bang
Monday they predict the storm Tuesday they predict the bang Wednesday they cover the crash And I can see it's all about cash And they got the nerve to
a drink? Your glass is empty What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this? Anyway, you come here often? Is this seat taken miss? America?
Let's go, Shyne, pro, bust pipes get right Bang, stop, roll 'head throw the dice White Air Force Ones, monies in rubber bands America's number one dope
it an' pitch it By the prints that bought the shit an' ditch it, uh Hip hop ain't responsible for balancin' America America's responsible for balancin' America
a shot for the stick up Kids that twist up wigs thats the shit that happens When you pick up bids, lick a shot for the foreign car American trucks old