DJ Paul] Jealous, jealous, jealous, jealous ass bitches! Jea, Jea, jealous ass bitches! jealous ass bitches! Jealous ass bitches! [Chorus - repeat 4X] Draped up and dripped out, know what I'm talkin bout Jealous ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho! [DJ Paul] We gotta hear the speaker upon a certain subject tho My killas and playas These niggas hatas so they talk shit bout us to our hoes These niggas being They talk shit tryna put salt in our peeing Some hating bitches but not seein We goin after you enemies Anger is all in me Infared and feel these Graspin another clip Cross outs Or get tossed out On that pizzacks Slammed to the pavement For a fizz (JEALOUS!) Never really cool wit me Hoes ya gotta put em up Backstabbers and downers hold ya down but bitch im bout some commers Puttin them guns up For ya lame Take no charges for ya man Toe to toe witcha hoe No problem man we can swang bang Bitch! [ScareCrow] Well I be damned We choppin off ones on these fuckin ass bitches 'cause Its ScareCrow, and Goddy Cally, Tomontana and Hafa they ain't got shit else to offer, Baraka I'm only 5"5" so I love when they call me Lil' Poppa I can't get a post, the copper so close Less evil down here by tha dock 'cause they think they some coners But in a lil while you fuck niggas gone need some blood doners Put dirt in they launcher We ridin through India launcher They dead on the corner we comin real loca I tell ya the nigs in my click man we comin real loca They stayin real blow on tha snow Always Coca Cola... but not the kind in the can The kind in the drank cooler or in the drink stand And niggas in mafia land do not give a damn matter you penny or brands These niggas got faith in they strap like a crucifix Run on there knees like the purist christian We dont have to been that great 'cause its no smoking the store Kalicofalilo? check yo collar [Chorus 2X] [Gangsta Boo] A nova gettin money lendin niggas pimp by the Boo Aint nothin but gangsta up in me fool They want me to smile but steady I frown Niggaz and dollars he's whinnin diamond his lady For what its worth im takin you bitches main So let that steam out yo collar And face reallity You cant compare when it come to misses Boo Cant be taking no losses from none of you project ho bitches I'm livin it up stayin down, tryna get what I can From the 9-6 to 2G, I'm lovin money now man So why you playa hatin Ho you need to dig what I peep You wonderin why you aint bail 'cause you be fuckin for free So since you hot you better let that steam up outta your collar I'm gettin richer and richer I love the almighty dollar Back when I was broke [Juicy J] didnt nobody wanna fuck wit me Magic in this property hangin wit my nigga D. snipers gaurdin niggas wit them triggers slangin nuttin but fruit like they on that screw making junkies flip into a zone those was my itles Dan and J. said stick to rap ima get tha gat 'cause if you die in that shit 3 years past and I finnaly got a fuckin break 3-6 Mafia missed the styles niggas start to hate fo i started makin cheese sellin tapes underground players stay down now they frown when I come around but im maintaining still drankin hatin I cant destroy every time I ride All I hear is fuck witcha boy [Chorus 2X] Draped up and dripped out Jealous ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho Draped up and dripped out Jealous ass bitches, let that steam out ya collar ho Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com