nitty gritty and my The nitty gritty and my The nitty gritty And my word is bond The nitty gritty The nitty gritty and my The nitty gritty The nitty gritty and my
hit the blunt And everyday young boys that's paid Lay it down when we chopping on the blades I'm always trying to put in work, niggaz wanna do my dirt
your fate Submit with honor to a duel with my son I agree I see you using an old style I wondered where you'd learned it from You know very well, it
no friends neither It's just me by my lonely so I married my Nina I keeps her wherever I go, I love my ho Never leave home with out my sugar I'm hafta
get it (Get it) While it's gettin good and hold it for a minute Let that shit bubble, weigh it up and chop it when it's finished (We gon' drop it when
got it, shit skinny finna get it While it's gettin' good and hold it for a minute Let that shit bubble, weigh it up and chop it when it's finished We
try to make a living, I tell My eyes is so wide as he watchin the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the
it ain't nothing you can say or do You ask the mind state, to do the bad You ain't said nothing 'bout cha whole fam Look at my shit, it's fucked up at
, but I take you through If you got a few, do it right, somethin' like the God rule, the yonder do I see what you mean, I feel, my brother's don't listen
dead. [Velma, Girls] They had it coming They had it coming They had it coming all along. I didn't do it/ She does not do it But if I'd done it (she
hell But me I don't do much just keep to myself And stop these cock-suckin' motha-fuckas seekin' my wealth I was told the world's cold but I see for my self
Compton, loading my strap And niggas seem a little pissed Cause now i'm in the city with huge canary yellow diamonds on my little wrist All it took was
files for my fingernails True to the night and on my behalf I put the bubbles in the tub so I could have a bubble bath Clean, dry, was my body and hair I threw on my
very well, it's yours too Yo God, it's a duel, it's a duel Heh, by the Gods, will you show me? Buck buck buck buck buck buck And where do you come for
it personal Lord finesse, my rhyme have to end So get on the mic and let yours begin [lord finesse] Drop it, kick it, I'm about to rip it I'm young,
a quick buck Slanging dope Pulling 211's This shits serious dog To all my young niggas out there Think about what you do before you do it Shit cause
have sex with techs Chopped at funeral next Buy my poison I got triple six in my beeper I talk to my self cause giving my own self therapy's cheaper