f/ Grimm, Ike Man It's been a lot of years I've been knowing these boys See the thing with us If I got a Benz I hope they drive a Rolls Royce Chunk like the deuce on my junior high bus Staying together is a must See we party since the break dance days Now it's '99 still on the fast lane Man I'm a dog if I was a cat I'd be in heaven 'cause I past nine lives back in '87 Deep in this rap but it's just like the streets I see the same killas, hustlas, and freaks I remember you selling white on da cut Now you most hated on the mic hollering what Chopping up the scene While we puffing trees One family and two companies SPM bring the movement let's do this baby Skin tight homies since the early eighties Keep it crunk it's for real We all around the world on the mission for meals [Chorus] Blowing on kill Niggas already know We gonna ride fo' sho SPM, Ike Man, and that Grimm in the door About Benjamins Who wanna step to the three coldest Mexicans So the quest begins But don't play dumb 'cause we been down together since day one When you see the spray gun [Ike Man] Los I'm thinking nothing but stacks Unless it's flipping in 'llacs Big body Benzes and Jags We count hundreds in cash So ain't no stopping us now We deep in love with this pay And all these lavish ass things Like 18-K cardia We coming creased with these J's We staying tight with them spades We high rolling, we paid We got respect 'cause we made I'm living deep in this game And ain't no way I'mma change These bustas knowing my name But ain't no way they can hang Soy veterano for life With a mexicano like Ike In Jam Down commision they got my name up in lights I represent for them thugs That ride the boats and push drugs And smoke the best of them buds And save the rest for the scrubs (chorus x1) [Grimm] I burn the sesses Ain't nothing less I gots the S on my chest I been blessed by my best You know the real get no rest We coming through With power moves It ain't no rules in this game We move the music with chains The same as moving the caine And that's my chase for all my paper Bet them all and I'm able Plates with chips on the table 'cause Jam Down is the label It's on the hunt for millions or billions We 'bout settle the score Ready for more We world wide and on tour I call my boy South Park the Mexican and it's on We reminisce getting blown Been best of friends for so long Back in the days We made the paper every gram we weighed But now it's slammed to stay Paper jams and blaze We all around the world (chorus x1) We... we... we... We all around the world We all around the world We... we... we... We all around the world (chorus x1 Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com