chillin' with my bitch today I'm chillin' with my bitch today Tonight I'm gon chill with my lady friend She the type to keep a nigga open I'm chillin' with my
say I died dead in the streets Nigga I'm gettin high, gettin head on the beach Chillin, sittin on about half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my
scandalous I done lost my best friend in Los Angeles My other nigga turned Evangelist But I can't quit cause I'm on some Evander shit Fuck the money and
But I'm hurtin' while I'm with you (And another one) And though my heart can't take no more I can't keep runnin' back to you See, my days are cold without
mine could top Big Poppa rhymes So, possibly I'd be popular, huh? That's the inspiration I got from my nigga B.I. I took him from coal to diamond, I
late I'm so fresh I should be arrested new Tody Chester with my nuts on your chest b-tch she said "hey 'Ye" I said "Yes B-tch" damn I'm only asking you
chillin' fillin b-tches' faces with babies b-tch bite yo' tongue, this just ain't a Mercedes, tell the A.T.F. I'm riding with another 380, thats my car
a time Like doggin' the wax and ya don't quit And if you didn't like that then suck my.... Dictations how I write my raps Cold maxin' with two freaks upon my lap Chillin
you down?" I grabbed my AK, my 16, and my baby Mac Strapped on my vest, and threw the 9 in the small of my back I said, Chill, don't let nobody move
a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport of
't think 4 years down the line, I'd still be breathin And I ain't leavin, so ... Suck yourself! (Suck yourslef!) You don't kill! (You don't kill!) I
I hit a truck I?m so wreckless, my life?s hectic I?m in the spot with my r&b bitch Kelly Rowland, I got her open Got her up my ass, nigga we both in Ain
a week Keep my name out ya mouth and my business out the motherfuckin' streets You motherfuckin' geek Your freak is a freak, I never crept with the ho I
like me, truth to be told, I don't know many I say shout my driver Lauren, thats 62 with curtains cant see shit, I don't know where the f-ck I'm at for
And the winner is Hov My man, speech First of all I wanna thank my Connect The most important person with all due respect Thanks to the duffel bag, the
feeling that I don't Give a fuck, we just chillin', watchin' chandelier ceilings high as fuck Old lady, don't blow my high 'Specially if you don't know my
yeah, my nick name change, call me tre when I'm snubbin' them billy when I clubbin' them Bop when I'm cuttin them n-ggas dying, I aint cryin' I don't
whore pimps caught in the mix Wasn't taught shit stressed out supportin' your bitch Let the eyes shine, easing my mind with white wine It's your lifeline, sqeezing my
