in the pen Niggaz try'na take that ass, make it their girlfriends Na' eat that meat, fold my clothes 'cause all you niggaz ain't nothing but hoes [Baby
Pack your h*** u*, blow your back out You bad mouth, make 'em all believers Throwing rocks from a glass house, y'all ain't perfect either See that c*****
T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H... I said L-O-O-K A-T M-E B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H... L-O-O-K A-T M-E B-I-T-C-H U B-I-T-C-H... I said L-O-O-K A-T M-E B-I-
t need no crazy lifestyle with stress and strife But it's good to have turn to be a king for a day Or for a week, or for a year, or for a year and a day
said eight, yo. Na, I don't think so. It's seven. Whatever, dude. It's the P-a-t-r-i-c-k with the t-h-c m d-m- a So listen while I wreck it Then listen
my treat paper Watching a man while he chase her Trying to figure out whether she faithful But the minute that he takes her, break them C H I C taker
, pimpin' ya curled up I head straight to the bar just to post up I roll the dro up, my cup mold up B**** don't just stand there wit ya nose up C'mon
the swings And the bell never really rings Class in session there's no recession For this upper echelon mic testing its K-dash-O-S F-R-E-S-H in the place
in the case of a monster movie has nothing to do with the budget of the film, al H it helps. but true cheepnis is exemplified by visible nylon strings
beat drop, watch where I take 'em Compton Swap meet, to get me some All-Stars When Game in the house, they callin all cars 'cause they heard about what went on in D.C
spill brains, when I pop shots Outside NY, in front of hip-hop cops Or broad day in L.A., I'ma tell Em and Dre This nigga bootlegging my music, ain't nothing
M-I-B When I be, stomping through your VIP H.N.I.C., represent that MP3 Fuck you, you ain't getting nothing from me But hot lead to your dome, black thick
(let's do it right this time) C'mon H, O V A I got my mojo back baby, oh behave Naw, naw, don't be afraid Y'all and your articles, hard to spit at Jay Y'all
come That's why Your standin there Actin stuck up Holdin' up the wall You got A misconception of men Thinkin' were All the same Full of games All because
paper Watching a man while he chase her, trying to figuer out whether she faithful But the minute that he takes her, break them C-H-I-C taker He running
Homie tryna stunt, betta jump inside a money whip. I see where you can get and keep it over there, you betta try your luck cause you ain?t getting nothing
