I talked to this city From the cracks we all fell through It had nothing to say and so I stayed This will be my rebutle With open mouths and empty spoons
what I think about a bitch This ain't nothin' about a bitch nigga I use a bitch like shoes you know what I'm sayin' Bitch got old, get me a new pair
Kurupt raised gin like the DPG i used to pack a hammer tricked crooked eye y'all make me a rapper a hammer a crooked eye i like my mommma new ports
At you trick a hole your crew (blao!) You're mad now huh? you can't stand me Now watch when I'm recieving a grammy A soul train when I'm getting a sammy
, This for my dog niggas that eat cats for lunch Im hungry like I aint trapped in months So nigga actin stunt my glock packed a punch Or have em catch
I think about a bitch This ain't nothin' about a bitch nigga I use a bitch like shoes you know what I'm sayin' Bitch got old, get me a new pair [Chorus
