s fast, a bitch that's slow A bitch that's a virgin and a bitch that's a ho A bitch that lies, a bitch that's true A bitch who's a man because they're
the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old freaks a hoe The batter
crew's weighin' Dust is burnin', the steering wheel's turnin' I'm out a week, I'm already earnin' Suckers crossed, tonight it's their loss Payback time, boy, life's
ain't nothing but a piece of fucking shit On the damned map Freedom of Speech, let 'em take it from me Next they'll take it from you, then what you
the track Told me E's rollin' Villain - BJ's got the sack Bruce is a giant - Nat C's clockin' Dough Be bop's a pimp. My old freaks a hoe The batter rams
got it, we want it, move it and flaunt it Shake it and sway it, die just to lay it Try to suppress it till they undress it Beg 'em to use it, cry not
fuckin' face I ain't got no more time to waste A ho is a ho, a bitch is a bitch, a nigga is a nigga And that's it, I'm through explainin' the shit You
] Damn, man Keep on with it, man Come on now kick it, man You gotta kick it right, though Let me know what's up She had a 500 S-E-L airtight Cellular
life I had a story to tell about my knowledge of hell $2.50 for a book, listen and look, now let's do some Math A gun and a hand, plus an angry man,
now you rappers ain't got nothin to say? Yo it's their problem, Griff shouldn'ta said it E where's my pistol? Yo I'll go get it 'Cause it's time for
You run away from everything that you fear So afraid don't wanna be a part of it You see the fake in every thing that is real You hate the pairadox You
Yeah, see it's that It's that 'Blueprint 3' shit, right here It's that 'TM 103' shit, right here You ready? You ready, Hov? Let's go! Hands up! Allow
a damn thing The only thing you niggas pullin' is a hamstring Roll the dice, man, we kill time gambling W-wintertime, top down, nigga real arrogant Big Money, so we blowin' it
Poke it on out, poke it out right there I'mma fall back, while you work that chair Do the damn thing, let the neighbors hear Poke it on out, poke it
double gizzle dizzle girl this thing is off the hizzle have a slice get nice gone cut yourself a little don't it make you feel good cuz I does it real
never loaned it And life ain't a rehearsal, the camera's always rollin' So come and get a portion of this money that we blowin' 'Cause it's on, yeah, girl, it's
a zane When I need a clean half Took off the latex And made me drop my refast I think it got me under Hell got me like my head back It's sumthin bout
the real, 4 all my real, niggas, and bitches Clipse) When they say last call, it don't mean the night's over, it mean it's time for her to show ya, I