ball it's paper view y'all Straight movie, flee to see three while I'm oozy Now gentlemen, do we have to get into some gangsta shit For me to get paid
it's Pay-Per-View y'all Straight movie flee in the Z3 while woozy Now gentlemen, do we have to get into some gangsta shit for me to get paid on my song
me down but you hide me Be beside me strapped for war soldier guide me I'm tryin' to be wit you ain't a army that can stop me Told me team the dream
homage Let me find out Yeah, now do you hip-hop Take Don Cartagena, as your lawfully wedded husband Now by the power invested in me, by me I pronounce
me Shit, I need the company (uh-huh) Apoligies in order, to T'Yanna my daughter If it was up to me you would be with me, sorta like Daddy Dearest, my
many bad hoes , I aint tryna calm down (lets go,come on, lets go, come on, lets go come on,lets go come on) [Verse 2 ? Game] Aftermath is a army, better
at me the movie I hardly think that they be singin singin I never gave up on my lady, but she still ain't listenin to me Gotta let them 24's spin, chins
a nigga dead Cash money, c-c-cash money I walk around like I got a S on my chest That be that cash money piece cold restin' the dead Cash money is army, nigga, better
ladies too Mia X, run this bitch [Mia X] Lyrical arsonist, lady alligator Down South, hustler, former weight smuggler I'm Mother, of the Tank, gave birth to an army
to run and duck Cause that nigga named chill still don't give a fuck Niggas be gettin' shot up with the pistola Call me chill but not that nigga known
Alright now, here we go Tell me, how many real motherfuckers feel me? I smoke a blunt and freak the funk Until these jealous motherfuckers kill me I
first And like I do you in the first bitch I'ma put you in the hearst I'm lettin the whole world know it If you want me come get me We got the AK and
over, so tell 'em why. You better get out of my way, clear my path, my nigga. Put 'em in a bullet bath, wig-splitters. If niggas run up I blast my trigger
out of the cycle war So they labeled me 5150 , you wanna fuck with me? Better pray to my Lord, I'm gonna tortune, body run, scorch Not one of my enemies
cause I didn't know the facts Call her bitch, caught a case, caught a slug in my back But I adapted quickly, suckers tried to get me Now the fools better run
clear through Tennessee Feel like my soul is beginning to expand Look into my heart and you will sort of understand You brought me here, now you're trying to run me
you're all in That's right, damn skimpy, ya can't get with me I run the whole track and leave ya three laps back Chop suey don't do me no good I gotta
Verse 1 (Skandalous) Motherfuckers they wanna test me Pull out the blunt nigga I'll wreck your shit I'm out that window with my 44, another fucking hit