But it sure is a mess Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way to the golden land? Are you headed my way? Headed my way? Well
sure is a mess Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way to the golden land? Are you headed my way? Are you headed my way?
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it Them country niggaz call me Frank White I'm squirtin' off in my loft of course I know my shit's tight Sunrise open my eyes no surprise Got my shorty
You understand me? It's just like that My car so priceless My bitch so priceless My familia is so priceless nigga You understand me? Either you with us
it Them country niggaz call me Frank White I'm squirtin off in my loft of course I know my shit's tight Sunrise open my eyes no surprise Got my shorty
rollin' with me I'm way over your head, you like creativity? I'm a gangsta rapper, Lord, forgive the shit I'm sayin' But You'd be surprised where my
are you looking for? The World's greatest mind, Bob Digital Man with no mother Yo, try to cross reference, my epic preference Fresh mint, tight lint, you
massive But if you say you increased the Bodycount troop You must admit that you joined Ice-T's group Cause you ain't hurtin niggedy nuthin, so why you
project say Big Moe you did that? Don't make me pull my pistol nigga, 'cuz fa-shiggidy I'ma use it This life you strugglin' through you gone lose it
that! And fuck you! Who the fuck you? Touch you, you act like you want trouble Money don't know you, don't rub you, I got' eat, that's like trying to
, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy) Do you get shit crunk or do you get jiggy? (wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy, wiggy) Will you still be fuckin' when you way past
day at my year book picture Whisper right off my shoulder My spit gets [?] my age gets gets older Flousey is what you are Doopie smoke broke out my
I cough, my hearin? is gettin? blur I ain't a hater, player, just ain't no suckers allowed And you and that bitch that was dancin? are just way outta
, I told 'em it was a wrap Now my life ain't my life no more, I told you, nigga, it's a wrap Oooh, you claim you a dog, my nigga, I'm the vet We can't
of 16 bars, I spit are thrillers 8 out of 16 bars, you spit are fillers And I got these beats game tight Keep talkin' shit, just spell my name right
