Peru, Vern I could've sworn you knew that AC's having a rap sale You wanna buy 1 or 2 Or 3 or 4 or 5, or 6 or 7 or 8 Or 9 or 10 or 11, or 12 or 13 or
sexy, My girl said he has an 11 inch cock, couldn't walk ? # 6 Caller: Yo R.A. is worldwide man, he's goin platinum, quadruple, and big time # 7 Caller
Dough low 44, see me wit it If a nigga runnin' up best believe he get it See us in da club, nigga, we be trippin' Niggas rap 'bout that shit we livin' 7
tore this Northtown savage And I'm all about my cabbage I pierce my dick And I'm quick to tell some shit about hoes and automatics I'm equipped with
world on the west nevertheless W/S We got the bomb and you niggas got the stress You couldn't have said it no better, homeboy With my automatic toy,
whole clip at the world, because it's us against And then this shit about to get ugly For static, I'ma hit 'em with an automatic Run and do murder after
to the back so I can see who beepin this po pimp Spring to the phone with a slow limp In a trip that shitted with 3-1-2-7-6-2-10 Three line connection
steering wheel, passenger's a duffel bag Hundred in the Louis, don't confuse me with that other cat Engine in the trunk jack, push it like a super pack Automatic
it 'cause a nigga from the U be makin' it You can call me the 9-6 pissy bomb, You can call me the 9-7 Deion This clique this clique be fully equipped,
We 'bout this here, we keep the streets on lock yo Felonious capers, riders, straight money makers We jaggers, we bag 'em like the Green Bay Packers 24-7, all night, like 7
wanna play hero Two gun: Its in tha clips with the hollow tips two gun thats trippin sat ready to rip equipped with the infareds on the automatic mac
public bathroom I went from Rikers Island, to shows at the garden Automatic startin' in the drop got your bitch pussy fartin My album about to drop in 7
about time y'all bitch ass niggaz (fuck this.. shit) Y'knahmsayin? Tired of ya bitch ass niggaz everywhere (Yeah nigga, Daz and Kurupt) 1-8-7 killin,
learned to ease the pressure with free playing cards Spent my teenage setting off all of the smoke alarms Then running down the alley saying "please stay calm" Met the girl in 7
"7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile" (Esham) In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hussle In Detroit, nobody's got a deal with Russel In Detroit, you
"7 Mile, Gratiot, 6 Mile, 5 Mile" [Esham] In Detroit, everybodys hungry, trying to hussle In Detroit, nobodys got a deal with Russel In Detroit, you
cuz I'm trill with this 7 mo' for the busta in the blue suit 8 choppers and they filled with troops 9 seconds 'foe you lose ya life 10 automatic firin
gonna smoke some fuckin blunts pop the fuckin trunk, the neon lights gonna come comin down the 'vard actin hard, not fraud comin through Po-yo gotta yella broad automatic