ترانه:
The Dream Ditch That

deserve Bring your a** to the crib Ditch dat ni**a You trying to f**k or you still playin?? Ditch dat ni**a You need a grown a** man girl Ditch dat

- Ditch that * You try to f*ck are you still playing - Ditch that * You need a grown ass man girl - Ditch that * You understand what I'm saying girl - Ditch that

and - Ditch that * You try to f*ck are you still playing - Ditch that * You need a grown ass man girl - Ditch that * You understand what I'm saying girl - Ditch that

is my business fool, the microphone of doom Mission that's to cure all punks as I bust caps Peelin' your back, my ammunition hollow-point raps You try to run, that

If I ventured in the slipstream Between the viaducts of your dream Where mobile steel rims crack And the ditch in the back roads stop Could you find

course it's the nigga that's takin' no shorts Smokin' on the newports your ghetto resource And bitch you wanna dig your own ditch And hit you with levels

sick to spleen Type a girl that could pose for king (Listen, listen) You got a body let me pick your brain Get with dude, get this fame Ditch your man, shake that

touch that, love that, paper dog Gotta get that paper dog Gotta have that, grab that paper dog Gotta get that paper dog Gotta spend that, bend that, split that, get that

in the ditch As the ministry waves her goodbye Wake from the dream with a start and a scream And the prisoner gives out a sigh Yes, it was you mein schatz That