on lock down. Doing time for that he say and she say laying niggas down on the freeway. Believe me they need me cause all these mouse ass niggas coming
to find a way, to come up on 2 pounds of yay and double up it, ain't never happened touch it a lot of niggaz focued on they candy paints and that was
the whip at, i stood on my own two, hundrer carrat around my neck got me acting brand new, who is you, fuck you pay me, blood money union 2 pistols hate
neckpiece 30 grand whip cost 300 grand god damn im on a shoppin spre bracelet 20 bags rims cost me 5 grand house cost 500 cash god damn im on a shoppin
heat Talkin shit while we endover Queit in the fuckin streets Nigga I no dat u blamin everybody No u to so fuck that shit you talkin Keep on talkin keep on walkin ? fool We got hands on
on me, mane I'm bout to fucking kill them SOD reppin click vampire gang that's who I'm with Yellow diamond brighting on me got me stunting on a bitch
m Riding On Chrome I Had A Funny Feeling That Something Was Going On Nigga Wanna Do Me Something Cuz I'm Riding On Chrome (Chorus 2x)
be ballers out here to deal with Make it competition, go sit on the couch for him If he need work I'ma hand it out for him If he need a pistol I'ma hand
on the 2 inch Got your platinum plaques to prove it Your music's been around the world movin And it come right back around to the ground on it Now its
fell that the time is here for you to bring your body here and give me what I waited for hurry up come in and close the door Im about to get up on it
get down? They gon' whistle, every body part is official When that ass wit chu, got my dick hard as a missle Don't hop on top 'cuz I ride around with a pistol
Blam] This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up If you on top getting hella guap stand up If you on
gon learn I spit germs When you come shot on Big Worm You gets burned Punks don't get turned, they get done And get sun, come get some The last victim
who is it?) The fool who visits the playground With two biscuits to lay down the school district Get pissed with a whip with a Marseburg With a pistol
time IT'S ON! (Rock on ................. break it down now!) Verse 1: Brother Marquis Chillin' on the block, on the avenue Shootin' a lil' dice, sippin' on
Welcome, little boys and girls, you thought Niggaz was gonna come weak? Nigga this the mobb fool, uh I got some killaz on the payroll An they know when
an outta lanes, runnin from O-H-A, what they throw away, eh, though, eh, way, pistol, every mutha fucka wanna peep. Chorus x2 *(Brownstone & Yukmouth
never come clean bled From yo crime scene mann Chorus: {2x} Verse Two: {D-Roc} Even thought yo mind was blind soul keeper He took you on a shine