Lyrics:
know EST the big mob
Gave so many blues to you, they slide throwin' Crip signs (you know what it is, This Is The Sound)
Pill poppin', if I did stop,
keep on getting mine
So eat a dick
[Chorus 3: (JoJoPellegrino) Kurupt]
What's the verdict yo
(Doing me stuck in my grind)
Let the globe know
(MC
Niggas ain't poppin' wit me
Niggas ain't poppin' for me
So I guess I gotta pop it
By my-fuckin' self
I don't give a fuck 'bout the size
I don't give
betta put a low jack on yo hoe mane
I just call her boo
I think her name is Shawna
What I really know bout the girl that drive the Honda.
I just call
Crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
you dig it?
You fed you dead see red
My lead yo head I fed
Like you shit
I got rhymes push that shit like weight
My nigga Lincoln help me
was on 10 at 10 lil n**** I was on go
I had the racks in my denim you can tell by the way them bitches glow, Mr. Take Yo Hoe
I did not fear not one
and relaxing yeah
I was on 10 at 10 lil n**** I was on go
I had the racks in my denim you can tell by the way them bitches glow, Mr. Take Yo Hoe
I did not fear
gon' be a homicide 'bout me
Surrounded by this fake love
What's that? It's bad blood
How you with me when you fuck with bruh
What's that? That's
I'm bouta catch me a body
Yo, we gone run his shit
And I ain't talkin' bout no cardio
Yuh, I'm bouta catch me a body
Yo, we gone run his shit
And I
Yo, the saga begins, begin war
I draw first blood, be the first to set it off
My cause, tap all jaws, lay down laws
We takin' what's yours, we do
in my Chevy 'Vette
Nah, you ain't ready yet, wetter than yo' girl get
Dolce 'Bana, Dolce shades, don't you wanna see the boy
See the boy, see
gon' hit yo' ass up.
You know where we comin' from
Death Row bitch Ay yo Kurupt
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
droppin' loads
No brainer crossing over in the Range Rover
Insainer pack heat like a super nova
Keith Murray gets it on and poppin'
Shut it down like
Come in lets ride, chill by the tides, official vibes
Don't look surprised, you lit you fly, yo hips yo thighs
This truth or lies, I fantasize, but I
Poppin', up-rockin' and freezin'
I wanna see you RIGHT NOW
Groovin' then wavin' and flyin'
I wanna see you RIGHT NOW
Come by! Come by! Come by!
Don't stand
Yo! (Oye)
You hear (This another, yo)
This is Ivy Queen la caballota
La cocorota straight up from Puerto Rico
You're listening to the Reggaetony show
melon in now
With a pistol so big yo it could lift
A hippo and knock an elephant down
Akh, I punch a lot, I'm tellin' you now
And that fake-ass ice that
landscape property
House was hit by hurricane Fauni (Ayy)
Xan', lean, hit like Gene Gotti
Got girls touchin' on bodies
Got thrashed so good, it was gnarly
I ain't never been a sucka nigga bitch I'm on one
I'm respected around the city so check yo tone yeah
Couple niggas call collect cuz they know im
zooming by the kickback
Jealous ass bitch be lookin like a mole rat
Poppin a pill where my dog at
You is a bitch you hang where the frogs at
Hang with
Wyclef talking:
Yo to my people doing time, Xzibit, Juvenile, y'all need to
Wake up everybody Nature, Ja Rule, Reptile come on
bring the heat.
gotti shootin like Bobby
That lean I stay pourin
She poppin that Molly it make her feel jolly
That's why I stay scorin
I got her in doggy she callin me
Uppin those glocks bitch we ready to work
Off them Xan's and I'm poppin a perk
Lil shawty she bad she want me to flirt
When I wake up you bitch get
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