's a hell of a job, when you marry the mob I put a ring on my finger and say goodbye to my kids Never ever will I be a legal citizen collectin' my dividends
a punk and pretend I reload buck a little more flee the scene 'Fore the po-po even know what you lookin' for They don't know a motherfucker with a Leatherface
a punk and pretend I reload buck a little more flee the scene 'fore the po-po even know what you lookin for They don't know a motherf**ker with a leatherface
'm in it They make a nigga feel like he doing something The pussy so good have you through with money But you ain't knowing she's a tramp and a slut
seemed to give a shit And that's what makes me one hard son of a bitch Since they ain't give a shit, I ain't give a shit either Sweet 16, time to stack
layin low Waitin for these niggas to jump so I can buck a hoe And just like I expected A bitch came by in a gee wantin to get naked Now shit's gettin
Damn, its hard being a real nigga Clutching on steal triggers Pouring kool-aid on hilfigers For niggaz I cut for Pull a hoe out my truck for Take a bullet
fuck you (Uh, uh) That's right I'm a rude ass nigga Quick to do you, cut a fool ass nigga Weighin' in at bout a buck six, five And a nigga can fuck,
a fool- ass nigga Weighin' in at 'bout a buck six-five And a nigga can fuck, plus the boy gets live, that's right You know legs, wings, and short thighs, short
wind up a little deeper in love Baby, let's roll with it We get so caught up in catchin' up Tryin' to pay the rent, tryin' to make a buck That don't
, j-j-jeah jeah jeah jeah jeah) Now all my gangstas and my hustlers stacking bucks get up My trainees in West Indies in the cut get up Lick off a shot
race 454 coming over the hill The man on patrol is going to give us a bill The time's real short, you know the distance is long I'd rather have a jet
somethin' man (What's goin' on yo) Yo, when you see somethin' ill Knahmean? that shit is whoa (That's what whoa means) Anything ill you see is whoa Nigga have a
just drop the top We rode the AC transit bus, selling joints for a dollar Smoking angel dust on the way to a house party A maybe deluxe slanging Too Short tapes making some bucks
thought about havin' a wife Short Dawg in the house once again The one you couldn't get with so I fucked your friend 'Cause I'm a mack, doin' what a
might not last It used to be about old pimps and macks But now we got the young bucks trying to jack It's a stick up, put your hands up before you get bucked
, it's party time Without a doubt I'm coming back and I would do it again You can take away my beat and touch my pen My name is short that's a fake because