? I talk bad about a bitch, it ain't that hard Never got the big head still the same old Todd In every household niggas know my name Hoes love the way
That'll talk to a brother that's shady, hell no But you can wine and dine me Spend a little time with me, it's all good 'Cause I love the way you take
or put my foot in her ass I won't marry the bitch, and give her half I get more head and then I laugh at the one bitch shit I got a gang of hoes I get
, baby head Why you be gangster, somebody got 'em keep 'em fed When I fed to the point where I be bakin' bread I mean fed to the point where I be servin' head
know who you are So quit f-cking the dog before we start callin' you Bizaare Shit screw the pooch? ya'll dun raped a pitbull Fell in love with Shih-tzu
, money, girls, girls, cash, cash I?ll let the champagne splash Yo, I'm not a gang banger but I'm good with a mash Make you scratch your head and wonder
[Skeeter Rock talking] Hey this is Skeeter Rock comin' to you live at the hip-hop barbershop I wanna give a shout out to College Park, Eastpointe, Swats
(Intro) Ay Nigga.. When You Talkin' Memphis You Talkin' Me.. Nigga I Am Memphis Who The Only Motherfucker With A Half A Million Dollars Worth Of Cars &
in you nigga If you a hustler, you gone get dough And that's how it goes [Chorus - Birdman] Them niggas talking about it but they know we gangsters
Mike Tyson face tatted addict, like it tough Hey scatterbrain, don't get your grey matter punched up 'til you hunched, talk-talkin like you punch drunk One love
O.G. Not an Original Gangster but an Orginized General They see pullin' up in my 300 bangin Gators on my feet and jewelry danglin Everybody love they
'll hold you, let your shit come through See one deep I'm whooping clicks, gangs With my 50 Cal., click bang, I'm gangsta walking with that trick aim
miss You gangster, far from a bougie chick Love the way you talk, your jeans fit nice Still a lil' hood in you, you just my type Go 'head swallow that
or maybe this wide She says she love the way that it fits inside Have em catchin fits, throwin up gang signs Old school cat, hit em off Saint Ives Talking
chicks that cut us And motherfuckers that love us Their enemies want to touch us I'ma spit a flow as if it was a sin Then the gangsters are resting forever
, Im getting money nigga At the fucking mall 40 bitches on my nut sack Pull up on a motherfucking unicorn, I get ponys nigga Wolf Gang Nigga Scream that
To ???? alumnight We got more beef than an atomic bomb So I pack enough sonic arms to neutralize atomic bombs There's not a nigga in your gang want it
the head right, Biggie there every night Poppa been smooth since days of Underroos Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who Do something to us, talk