歌詞:
Four Fifty One

). Pharisees think the world comes to them for salvation. (Booyah). The radio is preaching the candy coated goo, the record companies and the TV too. No one

). Pharisees think the world comes to them for salvation. (Booyah). The radio is preaching the candy coated goo, the record companies and the TV too. No one

cops, the feds and D.A to come get me Cats wanna leave me for dead you coming with me Get head in the Bentley red at one fifty Straight lose it, love

Hold up, only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track, let the story begin, begin, begin Hold up, this ain't a number one record

Hold up, only rapper to rewrite history without a pen No I.D. on the track, let the story begin, begin, begin Hold up, this ain't a number one record

for sale or rent Rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets I got no cigarettes About two hours of pushin' broom Buys a three by twelve four

in between your thighs lickin' And other people they be bitin' And I rap fast, so what cha think I'm finna do with That One hundred and fifty five Seventy one

motherfuckers sleep and ya passed out I'm in the hood tryin' to make a G before nine Five thirty, took a break and I'm back on the grind Four ten, put

what did she do? Though just 'cause I had a lil' money I could buy her a new one She hold the family together she's one I can't lose Last ten years