my girl got this thang going on Every time we hit the block and get are roll on She be fully hooked up, Turning heads and necks Mo niggaz and latinos on
, I'm loved from y'all to the Indians From Columbus to the one time, they all corrupt And they got Bush in office so nigga we all fucked Look, I gotta
All I see is murder, murder, my mind state Makes it too late for cops in tryin' to stop the crime rate All I see is murder, murder, my mind state Murder
money anytime I want owning my own businesses and all that, you know what I'm saying? Yeah, I'm trying to be a millionare man, hahaha, but don't all
got decks and hecks collect debt and rest the goon sqad we reck your whole set we rep the midwest you reppin niggas get wrong speak on your songy songs
Pinky ring stupid and my chain is like a movie Fo? stash ? and my orange n black dooley Pontiac Grand Prix I did for the groupies Kush on deck, babies on deck
all I'm trying to say Is passion and love, they have a way Of slipping into blackness, uncared for of slipping away The deck is cut, the cards turned, the hand
raw 'caine Fours bang, neighborhood war games Get your weight up, you looking anarexic Posted on the block proper with the hammer vested Bitch came with empty hands, that's the hand
can't see a thing, I feel like a big fat Bing, bong, ding, dong, I got camel humps on my back I got bald head butt corduroy calluses all on my hand I
to killin Got me feelin all confused who the hero and who the villain Hopped in my red Camaro, shot down the street like lead in a barrel Decked out
around all ya punches like, "That's all you got?" Everyday I'm meetin' somebody and all of they peeps Quick to shake a nigga's hand and show me all of
cars Weed all in the glass jar Chrome all on my crash bar Glocks all in my stash box We be ridin' fast cars Weed all in the glass jar Chrome all on my
Yo, aiyyo, any situation involvin' paper I'm all in Pull up on your block, old school sittin' on all rims Still keep them semis on deck in case I'm tested
right, c'mon nigga) That's as far as it goes? Sound about to go off on some real live Wu shit, uh, huh (WTC, Ghost-face) Lemme give y'all the bullshit Hook for y'all
it goes? [Ghost] Sound about to go off on some real live Wu-shit, uh huh [Cappa] W-T-C [RZA] Ghost-FACE! [Ghost] Lemme give y'all the bullshit hook for y'all
can't stop O In battlin', you don't want me to start tattlin' All upon the stage because y'all snakes keep rattlin' Bitch, you ain't got nothin' on the