ride We deal, we stack, we multiply We stay on the grind until we die And back for mo', 'cause we can't get enough We back on line, we came to ride We deal, we stack, we
Eagle handle Cunningham I don't wanna talk, I just wanna beef, I don't want a piece, I want it all baby boy I don't wanna eat, I wanna feast up (?) rough
You know the one thing I notice about critics, man? Is critics never ask me how my day went Well, I'mma tell 'em Yesterday my dog died, I hog tied a
we all bounce, we all bounce, I do bounce He do bounce, she do bounce, we all bounce I all bounce, we all bounce From back since the crook caught a
If we ain't closed, it I get ferocious Blow this whole shit and leave me in them roaches In your car motion I cause commotion And I probably need some lotion but I
t over till it's over Now if I am what I eat I hope I ain't a big couchie Gotta substitute the 'Ouch' for the 'Ooch' If so, I hate to see my man Donnie
I'll definitely shoot ya I'ma do's ya like I'm reppin the Yakuza Die hard like I'm sexin with Medusa, do somethin nigga Born thuggin, I don't fuck with
I let the top down, sippin lean still ballin' TV's in the visors so the screens still fallin' Niggaz grab hustlin' I ain't finna break my neck I make some paper off this flow, but I
at 11 [Chorus x2: Leatha Face - Shaolin Soldiers] We shell shocked, we burn hotter than a meltin pot Your skeleton drop, as your cells start to pop We
't nothin' pretty Bank head strong so checkbook pretty Reach the wrong city, crooked schemes Counterfeit fifty's, crooked seams Now I play scenes Genuine dollars, genuine presents, genuine ballers
for takin shots, I knew ocktel like jamaican pots Say you couldnt do it on ya own look at I I had to see to it like crooked-I ha get it, I did it, hit
I take her, fill her tummy up, I don't mean out to eat Nickel! {"Put some money on it"} [Crooked I] Floor seats at the Knick game, I'm traffickin weed
females This crooked shit that we inflictin' gettin' street sales Move smooth as a motherfucker, me and my nine Now, I'm as cool as a motherfucker, I'ma get mine Now we
a villian Crook I'm about to make a killin' So weed to escalate the feelin' I regulate the dealin' jealous niggas hate the feelin' I stack my safe appealin' jake on my trace I
it, I rip it Spit for the less fortunate, me and Meth Merchant I call him Meth Merchant because he's dope We in this booch perkin and we stoked They
see me dead - niggaz put prices on my head Now I got two Rottwillers by me bed, I feed em lead Now I'm released, how will I live? Will God forgive me
world" They tryin' to say that I don't care I woke up screamin', "Fuck the world" Fuck the world I don't care, I don't care, I don't care
will I ask myself, why how many times will I cry? How many times will I wait in a line It's three thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine I'm finally up