G.I.B. and I'm my brother's keeper Richie Rich will chop his fingers with the axe These trick-ass cowards should be wearin' tampax What ya think this is, huh, a lifetime story
I wouldn't've hit you up with that notorious park (you know where we from) Can't fade it, better fear it Got one of your little b.g.'s to write your
Usher, Usher, yeah man, true story Real G?s with me on this one Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Wifey home, wedding band, I?m a lucky man You?d think I?d be satisfied
Boom!) Right before your eyes, forget about the dividends I just want to say I remember when [B.o.B.:] Well, it's B to the O, O to the B You know it'
the battle or the struggle through my Chinese eyes Had to tighten up the fade, got my murder 1 shades Still tryin' to fuck them freaks from my highschool days B
he? Tha little G, never die Took one to tha chest but Weeze Wee never die Remember he? Tha little G, never die Have B.Geezy on his side, so Weezy Wee
a new wife And still hit the block and slang rocks at night But you could be dead wrong with your pockets right Contrary to what the legendary B.I.G
Yeah, it's how we do This a little story about uh A nigga you know well, Knoc-Turn'al I can see you watching waitin' in my garden In my bushes plottin
do the knowledge on the very next verse I heard a brother say "I wash the clothes, I cook your food, I pay your rent" Now is that how the story went?
Crown. It's not Star Wars it's not Superman it's not the story of the Ku-Klux-Klan. The crown will appear in the G.B.E. but it's never seen on your
let 'em know I'm gonna let 'em know, my nigga E R O T I C, H L B, D O C Comin' with the B O M B Beeyatch
me). Coming from the east side... You're fucking with the pound, oh nigga please, C-o-b.'s can't see the d-o-double g's, [o.g.'s... repeat 5 times]
the dogg food, doggfather, and doggystyle They caught the vapors They caught the vapors I got another homie from tha l-b-c Known ta y'all as d.j. warren g
's do it in C for Clam... Iet's do it in B...for boy that's a big clam... Iet' s do it in G for Gee, I hope that big clam don't see me. Let's do it in
battle or the struggle through my Chinese eyes Had to tighten up the fade, got my murder 1 shades Still tryin' to fuck them freaks from my high school days B
.A.D. Woke up handcuffed inside Grady Tagged with an I-U-D (intoxicated una dank) I took two swiggs outts my deuce-deuce, old E Now Stephen K-I-N-G had the story
away from that dude B You ain't got no swag with buck teeth You know how ya ain't got no swag Whoever let you sign off on them G-Unit tanktops Is stupid
in the jam, boy, you better exit Late Show in the house U A C in the house 7-D in the house R T A in the house True B-Boys in the house Dem Dere Dyslexics