lookin' at things from my angle I'm trying to be up on the board with a triangle Next to my name with a 10 or a 20 Now that's when you really can say
chicken liver That's cold blooded love Billy's a killer Billy's on the corner with the crystal meth Yeah and he ain't slowin' down, slowin' down Billy's
old And he gon' do 20, probably gon' do 20 years That's what he hollerin about, you know? Cause the guy, he's - he 20 years old You know, he in his twenties
, yeah (5-9) yeah This is Hip-Hop 101 niggaz (yeah, the M.I.C. nigga) I'm bout to teach y'all MC's how to count bars Check it out (real MC's) Let's get
1: Shawty Lo] Yeeeaaaahhh Shawty Lo and the Big Cats Yeaaaahhhh It's the remix so bring ya top hat(eh) What ya talkin bout It's L-O I rap now it's rap
's too hot,s burning my mouth, that's why I spit it out It must be, real hard for ya'll to listen And it's sad, niggas is too broke to pay attention
my neck im so country and gutta Im ah hood star rich boy #1 hustla [verse 4] Im the bent gt with heavy metal on the seat I lose the roof on 22s canary
you punks got to say 22 'cause I'm that crazy Mexicano down to fuckin spray 23 You know what I'm saying leva, and you know it's true 24 Someone's got
ahead of her, she could of gone to enourmous possibilities [Verse] I climbed up the tree in the back and got on my rooftop with my 22, It's hot with
I climbed up the tree in the back and got on my rooftop with my 22, It's hot with little pops, Started bustin off shots aimin all at the sky, I emptied
I feel I've got 22 minutes to go Well I sent for the governor and the whole dern bunch with 21 minutes to go And I sent for the mayor but he's out to
20s on Cutlets 26s on the limousines Son of a hustler I had to sell nice cream (sell what) 3.8s when Im goin on a date (ah-ha) 5.8s duckin Lil' Rome I
gutta I'm ah hood star rich boy, No.1 hustla I'm in the Bent GT with heavy metal on the seat I lose the roof on 22's canary yellow in my teeth You dudes
your slot Number two you're through, discharging your battery Stop rappin to me New York City's number one MC, that's real G Who's that kid B? Passengers
t stop the helicopter and baller stages I take care of adults Send 20 thousand grants to kids all ages 10 Grand pianos, my TV show's The Sopranos 800
this game Slide me 200 G's and I'll do anything I've done a little bit of it all Mom how your son is known to ball I put 22's on everything I call The
you and you I'm 20 deep, I ain't tripping bring ya crew I got my heat You pakin' lil' 22's, we cloven g's The home and leaving DJ crew Now what it do
'm speed racin' On 20's, on 20's Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' These hoes grinnin' I pulled up with the top off On 20's, on 20's Wheel's spinnin