(Boo gotta blunt in his ear) The clock is tickin the cops is sittin waitin on me to pop the ribbon so i can get locked in prison but i forgive em they dont know i got the bishop givin me a future face they cannot prevent it skys the limit, i travel but i tries to pivot look in my eyes and combine the spirits time'll end it if its not a coupla g's its dimes and pennies if i dont break a knuckle or knee, my shine is finished im climbin in it but i could fall down the chimney a hound is in me so dont come around or near me you clowns is really f**kin up ya bound to get it i sit a barrel on ya tongue so round and pretty fought my ticket now ima skip town and kick it dress code just some khaki brown lil Dickies got them pounds and chickens stuffed and coffee grounds in visions nigga chorus: x2 it dont get no gangsta than this f**kin with them gangstas i guarantee sh*t goin get real gangsta my nigga and you goin back down and get yo back down yea, fresh off the block thats Apple and Eagle St. i go through there every week even if its just to speak (what up?) i dont see Red so i keep goin he's probably with Rodney, or probably with (roney, roland?) i go by trill rill cuz he be up in the mornin see thats that penitentiary sh*t and he been out for a minute but im up! Birdman keep askin me to stick 22's on the Rolls and i keep tellin him no but if he keep playin then ima have to show him and come through this b*tch on 24's like what up!?! these hoes keep askin me to marry em knowin that my ex wife'll bury em so b*tch shut up! im blowin on that berry like marian you knowin what the f**k a nigga carryin get bald head like a Aryan i think a nigga bout to buy a Marriot now all my hoes put up chorus x2 check lights off masks on creep silent move light walk step talk squeak holla (i hear em) pull a tool sweet like peach cobbler shoot twice dont check let them people find em im the screw face to this rap game weezy put me on new face with the same name oh yes i did get em kid if i ask ya just bring me the bastard with his head unfastened faster than a panther goes the lead from the clapper round up ya boys get this round of applause they say im two face look nigga i aint changed cuz if i feel played ima let the iron rain (riiing) ring bang bang wit my gang man know how to sling 'caine whoa i can maintain bang bang cross my chest bang bang you cross ya chest, toss ya chest in the mess with the rest bam chorus: x2 Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com