sh-t these rappers talk a lot of money, cars and hoes sh-t I give you that and a whole lot more sh-t than got richer and still rapping like I?m poor sh
the interstate trooper To the Feds who put a price on the side of head of Cuba Be protectin' the property value over the people life To take action against a
I'm a killer, not a fighter So I got up out the way because my weight's a lot lighter Them niggas was big so I slid but I promise on my kids We can get
a G), bonafide for that Talkin down on the Underground, you get denied for that Where I come from, lot of pussy niggaz died for that (where?) Port Arthur, Texas, I got a
Hey miss whattup? Tone got luck I wore a lot of jewelry and I never got stuck! Cats like the way I write, dressed like a superstar Take care of family
a story of a fallen kingdom *repeat 2x* [killah priest] A full moon glows, light reflects off of my gold Seven men with shields of david on top of they
stay strong Take deep breaths, hold on long, bring the harm with no regrets, on my chest, let me knowledge be born on levels, wild, devil copters mark my
eight mo' Yeah I got the yay mo' Slip double played partna Parkin lot pimpin on em Droppin toppin flippin on em Cop a block and flip it on em Pussy boy
On any Southern beat got a bunch of Southern freaks Buck naked outside neighbors callin' police Got a little Southern boy with a little Southern bike Got a
us I'ma spit a flow as if it was a sin Then the gangsters are resting forever See a solid four, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know to never test
a lot Tryna whip a Rollie or Cartier Shout out to this Pyrex, that bought this Audemeer Oops I meant Audemar, my whole team got them You loving the same b-tch, my
love to work music Recognized by my art that I spill in my game Pour my heart on the track and have you feeling my pain Seen a lot of hard times on the
work music Recognised by my art that I spill in my game Pour my heart on the track and have you feeling my pain Seen a lot of hard times on the way to
s a two way street, be rich or poor My niggas order parts for cars Like motherfuckin' pizza for years While you get all yours from Sears What nigga even my
-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps See who got smoked, what rumors was spread Last I heard I was dead with six to the head Then I got the phone call, it
Catch fire like kerosene Geting paid for more then a decade We been blazing, y'all wasn't ready for the pd invasion Caught you off guard, got bitches, got cars
cars and the wallets He want them big things like them tits on Dolly Partons Got mad bodies, lawyers hotter than Cochran Besides niggas albums, a lot
to build just skills A come on a get down Just skills, you know we gots to build just skills A come on a get down Yo, we livin' in a world of private