feel 'em nigga The way me and my mans and them nigga The way me and my mans and them nigga The way me and my mans and them nigga The way me and my mans
, now peep it You get the gloves bitch! I used to know this girl that slanged the green shit Had it all goin' on, but it didn't mean shit She wanted
again Lettin 'em hang, non-feminine, crunk like I'm gone off Ritalin Chopped off top, there's no middle and throwed on that load again with no vodka,
stimulation If she's with me than she's not your lady And as we can see, she loves my babies Me go so crazy Me go so loco lately Mostly because they raised me
'll destroy anyone, who dares go against me" All I know, that's a bad motherfucker All I know, he's about to drop some shit now All I know, that's a
me The L-I-L R-O-B The wicked little vato with those wicked rhymes for SD San Diego, Southern Califas man controlling shit And all these people call me
The wicked little vato with those wicked rhymes for SD 5 San Diego, Southern Califas man controlling shit 6 And all these people call me a stupid ass spic 7 You call me
rock shit everyday of the week, especially the weekends Outside, these pretty clothes I live, but with the titty-ho Knock a nigga out, for the shit he
i'm growin again, and i'm growin again, Now i'm growin again, and i'm growin again The next day i woke up, shaggy's three dogs were trippin on me Laid
an audio no new chapter You trapped to the track, you want more? Oh, shit! I got you knockin' on my door Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up, scottie
City That's small time That's why yo shit will never be in the hands of many My shit is clean and packs a punch pal And yeah you right, yo shit's a sloppy
man She approached me slowly Holy moly Chef Boy R Dee's cheese and beef ravioli Hold me close Nose be ope How much evil can dough provoke How much she told me
when it's on Come on, tell me who can hold it down this long I'm strong that my name will live on when I'm gone Word bond, I conquer shit like Genghis
t evil or nothing But somebody done brought me pain and sorrow So I'ma have to kill something Let me count the ways that I can repent Trying to stay holy
the music I must appeal to you people with your faculties 'Coz everybody else is gonna laugh at me People try to get over and take a crack at me The
treat live jams like a sermons and in my mic hand A holy get them with ya bless ya Shit you never spit the fresher shit than Pressure Any means, risk
this section Keepin' you open now smokers I say focused and now nobody expects me from do-boobing this So po stay down after mine, again I'm doing my
against me It's the life of the dead, record of company defend me Still workin, the musical group, is that the crew? Are they with me? It's Mr. Majesty