you a star at the bar Ballin', callin' the waiter to bring one of they finest wines Then you started snortin' lines, your life defines The misconception of stayin' down
tilt, Got out the car man, fuck a seatbelt Stumblin, lookin' for my keys to my car. Mighty mighty drunk now, back at the bar. Blood all over, now it'
fuckin' with none of these niggas Red, white and blue thugs, now Uh That's how it's goin' down niggas Straight R.B.G.'s, for life, for life (R.B.G.'s
'm number one, motherfukka bar none Who else kick knowlegde outside of Hova and the God Son We can go bar for bar, cocksucker drop some(tm) Watch me
I did it for the CPT Did it for New York Did it for Chi-town ran through hip hop and made these nigga's lie down I'm goin' away for a while, call
for the C.P.T. Did it for New York, did it for Chi-town Ran through hip-hop, and made these nigga's lie down I'm going away for awhile, call it a
back 'Cause we ain't goin' down easy And that's if we go down at all, I'm quick to throw down and brawl I'll punch a hater in the throat for talkin'
I'm goin in (Chorus) This is a raid everybody lay down but hey Now give up the cash dont make us have to blast This is a raid everybody lay down but
... Uchei (chorus) uhh ya'll ain't ready for this nuh-uh ya'll ain't ready for this uh ya'll ain't ready for this, come on, you no ready for this
ve got hoes (I've got hoes) I can show Gettin money a-, ridin Rolls (ridin Rolls) Keep my grind I don't, waste my time Comin up, gettin down for mines
you can shoot for the stars put on your beat and we'll turn it off won't even let it loop for a bar we known to give your head an obstruction preach death
day, Wit' your blood all over my slate, As the devil says, la, la, la... [The Game] [Verse 2] I never said thank you, and I took it for granted, You
music (get yo ass knocked the fuck out!) for bein a non-hood affliate nigga GIB...ACP Get it boys, hypnotize minds (what?) ...hypnotize minds, you know how its goin' down
other cats got love for me Ain't no cats gon' bust slugs for me Ain't no cats gon' shed blood for me But my dogs, is gon' be a thug for me [DMX] Uhh
-On) [Chorus:] Ain't no other cats got love for me Ain't no cats goin' bust slugs for me Ain't no cats goin' shed blood for me But my dogs is goin' be
the Bentley GT and it's tomato red Cause I sling butter the color of potato bread I grind for mine, dime for dime Cats hatin but they know my rhymes line for
real I see it happenin' man It's about to go down For all of us (fo real) I see you swinging, I see you noddin' to it It's about to go down for us, word
an unfamiliar face, you know we like WHO DAT? On point nigga, it ain't goin down like that [Kool G Rap] We do our thing, underhandedly still, tuck a mill' For