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an runnin' around
I just declare that's all you crave

Well now, I was gonna by you a Packard, baby
I was gonna by you a *Packard 2
I was gonna by you
for Tookie
Roll a California blunt and keep watchin' a movie
Inspired by this gangbangin' shit since I was two
I brought the West coast back, what
Watch me get it back,
Last 2 of 10 bricks, shit I'm cookin' that.

Hey doorman,
Tell 'em line up the cris,
I put my money on the roof and crush this
Rollin, gold two seater
Stash in the dash
Hole through heaters
Blockahhhhh put holes through beaters
Ghetto Fab stroll through Cheetahs
Ballin,
'dro and henne' ?
All brown and skinny, but I've fucked up so many
I got qp's and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask 'cris, I'm
Kat. Heh, get that?
Cop Cris' by the six-pack, Range Rov?' Dot six that
Benz Coupe, drop six that

Buggy eye seven come out? Shit, took the six back
of me, sincerely
I'm Israeli, machetes is cris, Swiss and Bailey's
Snuggled up, mink on, call it a cover up
Just like two murders in the hood, I'mma double
Rollin, gold two seater
Stash in the dash
Hole through heaters
Blockahhhhh put holes through beaters
Ghetto Fab stroll through Cheetahs
Ballin,
through
Then its back to the mansion to do what I do
I'm back nigga, this is part 2
The hunger for more money I'm right at ya door dummy
?? pops bottles up,
my chips
Stare a bitch down when I rock my whips(UH!)
Knowin that you hate me on the low, cock glock by dicks
Stick me for the ice on my wrists
Keeps
The chicken and whatcha do is sticken and believe dirty is
Sticken
Through the door throwback Vokal galore watchin me fresh off
Tour hittin the
Floor take it
ratting at an all time high?
Why are you even alive?
Why they kill 2pac n' Chris?
Why, at the bar, you ain't take straight shots instead of poppin Cris?
Why
and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola,
the door clocker 

I keep it rough with that red or blue shit 

Hoo Bang crew shit  Recipe new shit 

It's off the hinges  and my friends is 

Rollin
money wise
Work out everyday, I could tell by her tummy size

Damn, you got some funny eyes

Yea, I blink a lot, drink a lot (mmm)
You could catch
of poppin Cris?
Why them bullets have to hit that door?
Why did Kobe have to hit that raw?
Why'd he kiss that whore?
Why?

All that I’ve been given
Is
ratting at an all time high?
Why are you even alive?
Why they kill 2pac n' Chris?
Why, at the bar, you ain't take straight shots instead of poppin Cris?
Why
two bottles of Cris', I won't pop 'em 'till you return, 
won't even drive your car yo
Yo, we Duns like Lamont and Rahlo
as long as time flow
I'm'a keep
of poppin Cris?
Why them bullets have to hit that door?
Why did Kobe have to hit that raw?
Why'd he kiss that whore?
Why?

All that I’ve been given
Is
to the club
Papoose, Pa-poose!!!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
We got a riot outside homey (Huh!) and every hood with a thug
niggaz try to rush the door
to the club
Papoose, Pa-poose!!!

[Chorus: Busta Rhymes]
We got a riot outside homey (Huh!) and every hood with a thug
niggaz try to rush the door