coup, front and back and it's quick Punks with bump and that 3 wheel shit 'Cause that's all you need when you need to be poppin' Bust a U-turn on 3 wheels
Bitch Nigga lay face down and the dirt/ count the ants u jerk/ im the answer u jerk/ not like Allen nor Paul ear but u can still get hurt/ u got speak
you can quit the chit chatter 5 Tweezy you know the name Wassup to the soccer moms all up in this place Driving S U Vs, Camrys, Lex or the Range Just bump
, Mase hop out the blue Lex wit' about two tecs Spit fourteen got about two left If one vest is thin then rock two vest Triple platinum and only in the U
s gonna be bumpin Givin' you somethin to beat the block with Meet the cops with my stamina's incredible So sucka don't try to stop this the d-u-n-g-e-
rain but since i never cry, yo, it shows my pain so I threw on the hat and killed all that man imma rap cat I dont feel all that Man God Khan Primetime
FUCK, didn't even show it Yesterday was better off, didn't even know it Complete role reversal so it's useless these days TV got real, music went fake Please help her for God
sold my drop top on Dayton's with them knock-offs Partner you can straight shake the spot I see the envy and jealousy in your face and bump what you
u at ha where u at ha (2) Since the age of 11 stayed in my room 24/7 yea I stayed with my dad with a pen and pad 'cause music was all I had so God gifted
it, we shoulda sold it We back it, we could grabbed it But fuck it, just let 'em have it Humduallah, Allah u Akbar, God is the greatest Planet Mars,
missing And I wish I could did something with it It's time for us to come again Here I go again It's time for us to come again 2000 Thank u Jesus
I'm missing And I wish I could did something with it It's time for us to come again Here I go again It's time for us to come again 2000 Thank u jesus
An angel An immortal spiritual creature Attendant upon God An angel A guardian sent to overlook Ay yo, for you crooked cops, the thug life lookin' nox
of niggas really im just sick of niggas Cuz it gets worse when you get on and u get bigga figgas When I was broke and lonely I could hear them all bumping
-U-T's, like the U-N-V's I leave you down on your knees, down on your knees Razor sharp, many ways of art Source rings the chart, people praise the God
low So say hoe, you just another stank hoe Trickin' on the dance flo' Lookin' kinda slutty though I'm all about my money hoe when I bump on yo stereo
's in god's hands something we will never know and you gotta give it to me 'cause im kinda clever though and i speak my mind all the time its whatever yo but u
pacify, crucify me I rock a Devil cross, one's for the soul one's for the body If I'm built then God dies, I wanna see God cry Real tears from a burned