an' came fed on ya? That's why I'm still on my P's an' Q's Readin' fools I'm known as a shista deceivin' fools See quit's pagin' me Snoopin' around found
is a dope fiend And he smoked up all my ice cream Oops, upside yo' head fo' gettin' licked like a lollipop Let yo? nigga cut, where's my shit? now you get
look Over your shoulder if you's a high roller Broke muthafuckas, they make the best crooks Broke muthafuckas, they make the best crooks Let's see how
they'll let him have it It's just a habit, reppin Athens and LaGrange, it's in my veins I'm mixin' beam with coke and [Incomprehensible] And every time it's
's Secrets They say there's a secret society To get notoriety from selling your soul to 'em N-gga you aint buying me Only thing for sale is this Phantom It's
fool a Muslim? Nah, not nowadays On your mark, get set, pass the 40, let's jet A fat rhyme is what you want, a fat rhyme is what you'll get It's thorough
the making It's goin down, talk to 'em, Preem [DJ Premier cuts and scratches] "Say, this here, Pimp C We fuckin wit Primo, it-it-it's, it's goin down
Throw your 4's up or get your vocal cords cut motherfucker Wavin' the four-four I'm headless nigga, but I packs a big piece Blastin', they let assassins
't get with me The triple six moved quick but missed me When I came off involved in conscience So don't ask why next time I start this Now let's get
on neocons "let's go" Pump the level, the rebel to you Never lose or let a devil break up my crew Never nervous, serve 'em with the words with purpose it's
em Niggaz scared, can't stand still, like fuckin' helium Fake niggaz, they don't go platinum they go aluminum Got 'em cloned the fuck up son, that's why we losin' 'em
you (Fuck you) Only my man blood is sacred, cocksucker, fuck you Yo, everybody's a snake that's why I try to keep the grass cut So I can see 'em when
matter though cause I'ma go get it Life's a bitch and then you get thrown in it That's why I get (Cash Money) like it's (No Limit) This material shit
.I.P. Lil' Fred, put cha name on the wall, yeah [Chorus] [Breakdown] She's so fly, She's so fine and you know I'm gonna make her mine [Girl] He's so
friends Hey, over there, over there Ho, get over here, get over here Got to get it popping The track is knocking, the Bentley's rocking Overdose I'm suppose to roast 'em
talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on [Master P] Whassup pimpin? It's P
' CEO talk shit get slapped hard The backyard is where we get our scrap on The black car drive by then you get capped on [Master P] Whassup pimpin? It's P
bottles back up to the store (i found two of em) that would get us bus money down there to get back we have to find some more (might as well get drunk