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gotta bust
Got the forty on my waist right by my gut
Say she like a nigga jewelry but don't touch
I wanna rob myself bitch I know wassup

I'm
everything and kill 'em all
Young or old, nigga, big or small
Ain't nothin' nice

(Hook [Lil Wayne])
Ain't nothin' nice around here, stupid
Keep playin', you
pimpin sluts
Down south we wearin Princess cuts

[Redd]
Down south is the place where dem caddy trucks stunt
Ugly birds get shot down like duck hunt

[Lil
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die

[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
c'mon dice

c'mon dice

Throw on a Hollyhood Wear by Lil' Kim
You know the Queen Bee known for (doin it way big)
We take trips to Mekenos,
ringin’ my phone
When I pull up she can’t leave me alone
Lil’ homie I grind, no sleep
I’m good in the hood everybody know me
I got my truck on blast
standing right by my side in black like he the Best Man

The cars is Plush
(Yeah boii)
Ain't chu that beatsta wit that big boii truck
(Yeah boii)
Ain't
[Verse 3]: Lil' Romeo (Master P)
(Call bugs on the phone, whodi, meet me by the dawn)
(Daffy dropped a dime, whodi, take him to the phone)
Knick-knack
We send them big trucks way up in the air
And snatch up big booty Bettys by the pair
My boys and dem boys really don't compare
Country boy, city
grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me

[Lac]
Look if I pull up
grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me

[Lac]
Look if I pull up
time to rob nigga.
I hit the streets, but no victim had been chosen
Damn I was nervous, but my fear wouldn't stop my strollin.
Then all of a sudden, out
ain't dreaming
I swear to God it sound like Petey Pablo on that track with Lil Weezy
Switching it up
Fuck it put them things on the truck
What's
[Lil' Rob]
Remember every year, before the fair
We'd gather up the homeboys and we were always there
To go down, it was sort of like tradition
[Lil' Rob]
Remember every year, before the fair
We'd gather up the homeboys and we were always there
To go down, it was sort of like tradition
[Lil' Rob]
Remember every year, before the fair
We'd gather up the homeboys and we were always there
To go down, it was sort of like tradition
Ese Lil Rob
We go through them hard times man
Just gotta keep our heads up
Keep on walking

[Chorus]
These Cortez Shoes know all the hard times
(*talking*)
Oh (oh), oh (oh) this what the streets been asking fa
The real Kings, Lil' Flip and Z-Ro ha-ha-ha
Clover G'z and Rap-A-Lot, different
a hand on the pump by the big black trucks (fools)
You can't trust a soul in the City of Angels
The strange hoes want a piece look at these lame hoes
I
a game, no sir
Picture black saying, "Oh yessuh massa"
Picture Lil' Kim dating a pastor
Minute man, big men can outlast ya
Who is the best? I don't have
of cali, I'll stunt like I caught jacob in a manhattan alley.

Hook- Lil Flip x2
We came to show you how to stunt, Big cars, Big Trucks, and bigger whips,
Little Mike with the big head, he used to come around
Rob niggas on the block like he wasn't getting feed
He wore them all red outfits, his color
like me)
Big Tymer representin', nigga - the U.P.T.

[Hook (Baby + Lil' Wayne)]
[Baby] I'ma a hard stun'n nigga like Evil Knievel
[Wayne] Jumpin'
and shit nigga

Yo, yo, it was the night before he got popped
Big jars of haze, Cheech and Chong bong in the spot
Tropicana, strawberries, diced bananas
school chevys
To beamer coupes
Got a 100 niggaz with me and everybody gon shoot (yeaaaa)
Try me nigga, that's your first mistake
Eat your lil ass up