aint happenin.. this rap game, this rap game, I aint sell'in my soul for this rap game, I aint digg'in no hole for this rap game, this rap game, this rap game
times platinum nigga... Two Bentleys.. One Lambo, and three houses later motherfucker, wassup! (Verse 1) Nah, this ain't no fuckin' Dre beat, i got this from Earv Gotti Game
, feelin sick and Tired, of payin all these fucked up dues I wasn't tryin to lose -- I refused Had a chick uptown, one in queens and one in jersey Sometimes all
the tube and what do I see A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me" They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else Spend all their time
this game'll bring And I'm sick with this, my flow is fuckin ridiculous When Ja's on the premesis niggas is gon get it For the fearless, you a little
To the break of dawn To the to the to the Times up punk Yeah yeah Time to settle the score To the break of dawn another dumb move Ha ha ha, this time
time it is, Before we clean their clocks. R-O-C? - yep. I spit sick rhymes, stars Better den yours, times ten. I rhyme couple time, I punish you in line
'm the M.B.P., most ballinist player Make my own moves, call me the mayor Monday night you know things change with time Magic City back lookin' like eighty-nine All
a Laz-E-Boy Or a handstand See I elevate Like Otis My toes is And my flow sick Let it marinate Try to break it down Might take a while All good though
MY BAD IF YOU FELL FOR THE GAME (Get low Digga!) Now he sittin there lookin stuck (Ha!) He thinkin cause he spent a little dough I'm 'gon fuck If money
right y'all, clap your hands y'all Cheeba cheeba y'all, to the beat y'all That's right y'all, clap your hands y'all Cheeba cheeba y'all, to the beat y'all
time your grimy ass was on the train Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line LL Cool J nigga, greatest of all time
I've got to get mine Don't you know it's time I gotta get my roll on Now check it I'm sitting in my ride And all the honeys all look inside And see what
like mama greens You only cookerry once in a while like lima beans Me, I'm therre all the time behind the scenes Livin' my little dream Smokin' on Cali
smash on and ain't no need To reach for heat 'cos you can't get your blast on Doggz, we keep 'em, busters, we sweep 'em And when it's time all my Doggz
uh nigga got love for y'all but I got more love for my motherfuckin Doggz It's just.... Hook: Me & my Doggz (sick em), me & my Doggz (sick em) (Beware
I don't fuck around I'll break you down in the hours of h All these l.a times motherfucka's keepin the pace No need to pull strings things still get done