clothes I'm into that, I love women exposed She threw it back at me, I gave her more Cash ain't a problem, I know where it goes She had them [Chorus
Kaliko] Regime Mobstaz Regime Niggaz Regime Killers Regime Life (2x) [Tech N9ne] Yo, yo! I'm a Regime original My flow's aqua She give me yo' snaps She
And I'll make the people love me while they hug me with they money And I'm always in a hurry just to come and cook it curry Or bake, MORE CAKE, shinin
try me fuck nigga you dying Like the cops and robbers, coming cocked I'm a rob you Open shop, sellin' bags of weed and dummy blocks Ask pops about us, he'll
I rock mostly dosey, I roll mostly dololy I'll leave you wholy, holy, you'll say "Holy Moly" Here come the coroner get 'em, play "Rolly Poley" I'll
they had to violate me (pffft) Back in New York, my P.O gon' violate me (WHAT?) Said "why you acting purish Nixon?", she said "you had no permission"
her, played Tony Montana Here's a queelo, yep, she'll be back For them peso's, yep, she'll be crack Rocks so bright, money so right I got 7 workers, she
grams ma'? Go upstate, come back downstate, next time around me You might get a pound cake Fuck it up, she understand that I might slap her I'll me
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits Cause when she needed help I got her nothing but fixed Needed coke, needed dope, ya I gave her a fix So she
, two Check me the fuck out I'm here now, ha, ha, I'm here now Ya'll should have never let me in the muthafuckin' game B They fucked up lettin' me in
me smoke weed in my home I just want my nigga T to come home I just want the V to be chrome I just want these hoes to leave me alone Come on, I want
it on) I know you like that mama,I'll be right back mama so(lets get it on) Yea do you believe me,dont you believe me,wont you believe me So come(lets
For lovin' me girl Just wanna thank you Look at what you can do, man I like this shit right here, man Come on, girl, come on, yeah Let's do it like this
case ya man want it You should roll wit some homies that'll back you Poke it in ya back to maybe you'll live like a Rich girl, and youve come to far
wit ya boy Juelz: it's santana Wayne: yeah Juelz: yeah man i'm back at it Juelz: come on Juelz: crimes, gangsters, niggas and bitches i'm back on my
my la-la-la-la-la-la, till' I come in off this high Till these polies appahend me, till these pricks still to me I'm doing me I'm running crazy through
Girl tell me what's on your mind, let me know Girl give me the go, give me the go ahead What's on your mind, let me know Girl give me the go, give me
jewels Make my own rules, baby, I'ma finna rap in old school She asked why should she, you think you special? Hell fucking yeah, now come here, let me