Blaq Poet:] Aight. What's good? Yeah, Hoo-haa! Blaq Poet, kid. Mad scientist Alchemist. It's a year round thing, you heard? Hit these niggas off. [Blaq
Tupac and that's the king of drama Dr. Dre should've told ya But he to busy goin' at Jermaine Dupri to show ya But Blaq Poet pull a trigger We know you
[Verse 1:] It goes late night pickin up, broke day, choppin up Still tryin to make that dough, when it's hot as fuck Niggas don't understand the pain
