a stain on me (uh) aint a stain on me (uh uh) Aint a stain on me, Aint a stain on me (uh uh) Aint a stain on me (uh uh) Aint a stain on me (uh) All in
change Slingin' till the sun up Got to pay my phone bill focusing on the come up Got 6 shots numbers strait Crank 'bout 38 Big boys trippin' on me tryin
Thugs die, why me? Verse 1 Numskull: All eyes on me, so that means all eyes against me simply 'cause I may do in this world what God sent me if
back now, commits to get it on, not spoil it, I'm Drink-A-Lot, take a jug of sumpthin big an do my thizzle, swig a grill of milk an start to whistle
drove It was a black Mitsubishi (Shit, that's the clique we beefin' wit) Man and I was on my way there Believe me I'm leavin' a caucus today I'ma park
was in the life and had a good three year run Anyway, one Friday on the side of the road in L.A. My man Wes says hey, "I got a bitch in San Diego" "
bounce back, fake niggaz hate that I know they do, whatever happens gotta stay true Be real with a nigga be real with you, you get a chick Southside too Stay on
break bread with a G though (G though) Might come down, not like me though (me through) Underdog like To' and Beedo (Beedo) Big cheese on me like a Cheeto
a buck-fifty quick, a thin one Before rap I had a drug dealer's income {"Put some money on it"} Master Jason God on the rocks with a splash of Satan
I think they like me) Oh I think they think they like me(Oh I think they like me) [JD:] Oh i think they like me when they heard me on the other one
on my sleeves It say Lil Rob also known as Mr. 1218 Ey let me at 'em let me get 'em hit 'em with a verse Let me hit 'em with the truth homes cause that
[Dorasel] Niggaz know me sell I don't give a fuck I keep it tucked It's the dirty sizzle Regime missle That's what's up Niggaz talk a lot of ruckus
get on some ho shit You niggas remember that I got that potion To bore your brain in a bag and give you A new perspective on who the realest y'all You
pull up on deuce deuces, still roofless No security I move with shooters V Tweezy dual exhaust Stashbox like a childseat, tucked in the baby Taurus, DGL I'm on skinnies, two with me
green i'm a pimpster not a trick on a stroll ya gotta pimp that thang and keep a trick on hold stay on top of the world, wit a gun in ya hand take control
rich 'Til then it's back to hustlin' with my misfits Deep, on a creep, fifty songs tucked under the prone Fifty songs tucked under the prone I keep a big
But I got clout to stay out till next september D.a. I'll pay-pay fly away To another country that won't extradite my stay Me and a little senorita by
