and stuck on murda Smoking up bud and fucking up blunts It was the 7th sign regime Wid the nines and beams the philly and green Wid a clik tight team
collapse, stumble, and fumble, just like drunk hoes. [Chorus] (X2) [Verse Two: Layzie Bone:] Biz got the extra green and nicotine and Krayzie off that sin, Me and
I just touched down Ferrari to concrete I ain't even home and they're talking about me Fuck out my ear if you talking 'bout freedom, nigger Free don't
chuck tightly wound as fuck till the fire marshalls come shut Fire marshall ground 'em up I guess you should just shut the fuck up and stop fucking around and
.A. I'm top five, dead or alive And that's just off one LP Word up Sheek Louch up in your motherfuckin' chest Walk witt me, Green Lantern Jae Hood Two
off that jewelry and crystal, couldn't talk that They my niggaz though, I ain't mad, I ain't hatin' To this day him and Busta got the best show Ya know I'm sayin' yo fuck
know the history And every night we toast like it's victory, get wit me And I ain't changed since my early mental I been snackin' on shrimp and sippin
Known for my raps, gettin' blown in the back Gimme 10 G's a microphone and some 'Yak And don't forget my Kahlua and Baliey's Look and learn, don't ask
and continue the lesson No inconvenience at all, I insist on leaving an impression So relax and ride out Relax, okay and ride out Just relax and ride out Players, relax and
chevy cameras ready and they blindin me I'm invisible, plain invisible And the only student make more money than the principal Teachers gettin mad (why?) cuz i made it rain Fuck
happens when the sun don?t rise and the birdies don?t wana sing And even the flowers of the day die and then they stink and then they shrink And even
don't give a fuck about MTV Or any radio station, they won't play me They own kids give me spins on tapes and CD's Infamous First Infantry tee's Army-green
chose Made it 6 million and 1 with your eyes closed The blindfold, cold, so you can feel the rap And shatter the glass and second half on your monkey ass And
Got the gaze to knock the 'A' off your Virex Who am I? DO, my MO is fuck PO Love ta fuck Ya, fuck ya, fuck ya, fuck ya Aiyyo I detonate on impact So
cake will do Tell 'em, fuck the shame, tell 'em Fuck the game, don't let the game fuck you Check it out I opened up shop at 13 Dimes, dubs, quarter sacks and
So I want it all, fuck had, don't make me laugh By all means, get this money, it's all green It's all good and I wished that ya'll would Man fuck that
And I still want payback And I still don?t play that I kill on ASAP And you don?t do shit but get money all day Put some shoes on my bullets now they
. weed Monopolize the south like L.A. Reed (Bitch) Sick individual, this here be the Southwest Coast Eastcoast material Erick Sermon, that's what I said man Fuck with Short and I and