!!! Hey yo, turn up my flow I am hip hop, you don't know you too slow Hey bro, I'm dope because I say so I see truth like Plato and kick ass like Kato
" Projected image across my soul Saying, can't die Many death situations But that ain't why I got the spirit of an angel Mixed with demoniac ways of living So
it's money to be made, then I want it A lick to be hit, so you know I'm gonna hit it A dollar to be made, so you know I'm gonna get it You ain't know
But I'm to wrong to write, To fresh to fight, To paid to freestyle, To paid to freestyle, I had to say it twice, Swagger so nice, And don't ask me ****
So I fucked your bitch You fat mutha-fucka {Take Money} West Side Bad Boy Killers {Take Money} You know who the realist is Niggas we bring it to {
get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off Once again, niggaz know my style, God dammit Unless it's on the cut so give me the mic and watch me slam
freestyle, and work it They do what they do on purpose Signs to get the crowd nervous Jump jump jump Double dutch jump Jump jump jump Freestyle jump
that pussy right But I?m too wrong to write, too fresh to fight Too paid to freestyle, too paid to freestyle I had to say it twice, swagger so nice
we got chemistry!! (Young Money muthafucka) Young spitter, young mane, young cop, young mob, tez pole We don?t past the rock nigga we ball hogs Mad slow
Eminem] Speakin of lift off.... I'm blastin off...your ass is soft...so I'm startin to jack off 'cause I'm so horny...and your lyrics are so corny That
moves freestyle ultra Slap my dick like kool keith Fuck like you stole from me, and rules the streets I don't wanna have to fuck you up, so cool cease
you had all them rhymes you had Was wack, Take it like that uh this nigga Murs With a freestyle verse with basik Your whole stlye is wack so face it
is the album I'ma drop It'll make you bitch niggas as hard as rocks Givin head to the glock, pretend it's hard cock Splashin niggas I came slow through
heat to your back and shake your body like a baby born addicted to crack And since life is a gamble like the craps tables at Vegas I freestyle my destiny
you, what you wanna do let me come down Po-yo got his crew got my whole click, got to come down Ima wave trunk, Im a gone so so fine Ima hit on the dice
hit squad killers waka flaka flame one hood ass nigga Ridin real slow bendin corners my nigga (Chorus) Gotta main bitch (and) Gotta mistress (what else?) a couple girlfriends, Im so
you all I've got We'll do it just the way you wanna baby Ooh yeah I'm gonna hold you tight Gonna make you feel so right So listen to me baby Gonna
me, just because they girls dig me I got so many clothes, I dress fresher than most hoes So many shoes, I give Michael Jordan the blues So many furs,