Lyrics:
they dicks?)
Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch
(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound
(You got a lot
a bitch to eat at Mr. Chow's
I met the plug at Benihanah
On hibachi grills eating rice and talking numbers
I don't do no middle men
And I don't trust no
a nervous feeling down in my bones
I was kind of sorry I'd ever even come
Then a giant jap came through the door
He must have been about seven foot four
the chow line, y'all, was one big showtime
But that's when a riot jumped off
And they threw me in the box for startin it off
They told me for the next 7
a penny you aint never stole a pen,
You Should gets your self a job before you gets you locked up
Are!
I did I Done twenty-seven years of art like Madiba.
don't want to be here anymore, you should listen to her
Yeah, you can hear the screams by the 7 year old girl
That got killed by the Catholic priest
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
and they missed, bitch
Ain't had no luck
We gon' get back in the Corolla
556 hit a Tahoe, flip it over
He think it's a brick but I hit it with soda
Drywall
Yeah play times over mutha phuckaz
Spice 1's defiantly in muthafuckin' effect.
You know what I'm saying?
Bringing it to all you bitch ass
by the Greenwood side, oh
Seven years of visions of blood
Oh, the rose and the linsey, oh
And seven years of hurt in the womb
Down by the Greenwood
My smoke is stinky like the tofu down in Chinatown
You in my turf you probably gon' hear firecracker sounds
(Brrap Brrap) Before I get to popping
Too high, can't come down
Losing my head, spinning round and round
Round and round round and round
Back to the hoes
Ridin' down 7-4th and Hoover
Caree-caree-caree-careers are fixin' to go
Right down the drain oG's I'm so scared
I think I just fake shit my pants oh yeah
Church Church Church
chow down
She like how I make it
Every way
If I cop me a lemon 
Make lemonade
And I ain’t seen no sleep in like
Seven days
Tryna make sure my family
See
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it, just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
your bitch about me, say my dick big and smoke strong
Got Drums on guns, big enough to hang a coat on
Surrounded by these killers, tell me why I need
(Did somebody say, Just Eat?)
Ain't nothin' changed here
Gettin' sushi delivered by a reindeer
Most wonderful time of the year
It's a "Just Eat
, can't shake the drop keep the heat down
Take my side bitches to Felipe Chow, give me 50,000 for the freestyle nigga
Off of the top
I just pulled up
Yup
My pics from years ago, got bitches scared now
Arch on point , POW! ow ow
Get to the bread, cash cow
Then I'm out chow chow
Watch you man cuz I'm in
Mà anh thích con gái đít bự (I like em thick)
Vẫn không ai muốn yêu anh
(It's Mando)
(It's Chow)
(Water)
Fuck all the commies
Fuck all the commas
Tôi
when the lights out
He don't want the smoke, pussy nigga, better pipe down, uh
Got his main bitch, he wanna fight now
Hit it from the back with my
bitch
A bitch is a bitch nuthin but a bitch
Big packs of money
Falling down from the sky
Damn the devil made me feel real high
I was blind folded to good
(Bitch)
Money count goin up and up and down
I just
Bought a new whip, pockets lost a couple pounds
Take me now oh lord, can't go another round
Can't go
Think they know shit, but really yousa hoe, bitch
Thank you for the notion
Cameras on me in motion, down by the ocean
Back home like oh shit, backbone
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