, 2, Murder 1 lyric at your door Tical bring it to that ass raw, breakin' all the rules like glass jaws Nigga, you got to get mine to get yours Fucka, we
Yeah, 'bout to fly that knot Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon with the, Cosmic Slop And we all pack glocks Word is Bond, word is bond, fuck around and
gonna fall when my niggas made the fuckin' final call? We started out smilin' now they got us definition whilin', Ninety Ninety Five, how many heads are gonna fly
it when i tell her come first louis vuitton with a done purse(?) big bad chick bad make another chick mad and these otha niggas hate and together we
crack boy I got that 62 inch Maybach boy two tone boy lets get it on boy my money long boy now we smoking zones boy come take a hit boy we got the shit
the U-town 14 pimp of the year like dru down same crew now Too damn quiet to too loud hos be pretendin' we say They too proud "If I ruled the world" I
streets if you don't know the rules [Chorus] [Dolla Will:] Uhh; Black Continental, suicide golds Gators hit the flo', I ain't payin at the do' While you fly
trust for the lust for one I get a bitch So quick and all the stuff we have Make her jealous girlfriends lust for cash But fuck 'em 'cause while we on
used to fuck with? Man, we ain't fucking with that fake motherfucker MC Uh, whatever that motherfucker name is Man, we got a real crew, we got motherfuckers
all kinds of stuff Only rule on the streets is don't get caught Unless your hustle ain't breakin the law And even though rich folks got it good We sittin
covered wit rocks 'Cause I think not, I pop shots, I double what y'all got Ya hotshots, ain't got blocks, ya punta muchacha From the days in school, now a motherfucker rule
nonsense you'll never get in It's nonsense that you would think that you would ever get in K, for the kutie crushin' that we do We keep 'em too, we got
Sammy b is on the cut Sammy b is on the cut Sammy beeeeeeeeeeeeeee A: ha hah, one two G: one two A: one two G: how we gonna do this? A: what we have
made her say oh yes like churchill. she sends me pictures on the internet. Thats because i got the lace effect. she lets me break all the rules. even
id - for you and i know where youd walk for me but we gotta speak it oh so quietly if you could please just go away leave me alone yeah fly away into
it's nothin' but love But this game that we play in it's money, murder and mayhem We got rules and we gotta obey them Got dues and we gots to pay them
highway fly like the wind Run down those long shiny rails But time?s right behind you like a hound dog That?s hot on your trail But we?re all in the
'll take you farther than far Somewhere near Mars We'll get hiiiiiiiiiiigh in the skkkkkkkky I'll take you where you can't be Unless you with me We'll
