i got the screw tape playing in the deck so i drive slowly got them swangers pokin yeh the slab hold me everybody know me X4 cooler than fan money in my hand stash in thn brown paper bags with them rubberbands i aint got tsay nothing.. everybody know mex4 ballin is habbit that money i gota have it im an addict for that paper my hustle is automatic my presence is so jerassic the lanes is so tragic im lightin that cali paper so im higer than the attic im choppin up the block like a garbage disposal so the the bible propostition and indesent proposal im cool like popsicla been grinden since i was little on this pool picnaratin the proverbs and riddles im fresh like green bananas and fly like contenental cause i stay up on my grind late night like jimmy kimmel in that palmagranted slam with that roof convert five stars under the skirts call it famous foot work that cali is active when lil kekee got that chesly tiltin that bumper kit im flipin with the screensly ridin with the big dog we breakin off sipin that stuff to cure my cough pardon me im throwed off.. chorous roll it up smoke it up break it up throught it up speed it up slow it up cut it up screw it up do it up who involved do it to em uncle dog everywhere i flown and gone been know to bounce some bars enterouge thing in charge i could never camaflouge doggy do it extra large coppin to a lesser charge paul wall your next in charge s is hard rappin hard dressin hard techin hard blastem like ? im a bad mother im the only rapper know by your grandmother and your preacher and yoru teacher aint that a trip moshi moshi acagauru aint that a bitch thats japanese lil homie you should learn to mingle see snoop dogg is international and bilingle im in the game got the fame and the money mayne and everybody know my motherfuckin name chourus correct me if im wrong but goddamn im fly in my famous stars and stripes no suit no tie i got the heavy starch grease so im sharp as an ice pick im swangin and bangin and holdin rain like a vice grip im high as a cielin fan and fly as superman im hot as a fryin pan cause baby im the man im leanin like a kick stand stackin up them grands from ? to batan that wood grain in my hand roll it up and pass it as i cruise through traffic slow motion candy ocean on this antique classic im superseedin my quata out collectin the dimes my speech slured cause im leanin like a half passed 9 im tippin dime on them craigers im skatin like devin harford with the trunk full of speakers beatin hard like travis barker the money in the stash paid for made stack im swangin till the fos clack drinkin codine next track chorous Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com