Lyrics:
Daz we about to fry niggas like fries
And separate them by five's and light up the skies
Crip that D P, Kurupt
Dippin' and I'm out, put a dick in
two birds on my shoulders, they all over me
And ready to fuck Game and whoever else roll wit me
My presence is strong, I have a bitch seein' dollar
over your shit man that's the main principle
Here we go, here we are, niggas roll around in fancy cars
Fuckin rap stars, sellin weed and caviar
You
raving mad
Break into the arcade, screaming and hollering
Anticipating putting twenty-five dollars in any machine, I was out of control
I didn't need
about respect?
I'll put your bitch in check, and I'll bet
You won't run up, son of a punk and a bitch, too
I shoulda did a drive by on you and your
ain't, but most is hood rats
That looking for that buck
Them trash cans lay in the street
Ghetto technique for drive bys
For the low them 5 dollas will get
,
Spray that K over, love my dawgs like Beethoven nigga
Can't leave the crib without it, I'm livin' dangerous,
Can't fuck with no groupies, they
All hail to the N9NE!!
You punks thought it was over for me?
I should prevail a institution
All of the high exalted punks
TechN9neee!
Move
inside the spot
Let's rock'n'roll, you know the M.O., it gets real
When the five boroughs of death, we rep to death
Step aside little (nigga), show
strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your
I'm on TV, you see tattoos all over my back
The diamonds on the grill, babe, you wanna roll with me, you want some smoke with me
Wanna get high, open
know me
Cause I'm out the door for sure approach me
Wave your hand to come over trying to coach me (what?)
Why you in the V-I, E-V-E too fly to drop by
) ain't really shit
want to roll so hard, all of the time
You and that bitch playin Too $hort rhymes
If you aks me, what it's all about, I'll say
Hoe kept looking over her motherfucking shoulder black
That's when I seen them fools roll up in the Cadillac
And like Bone say them bitches holla
the shape I love to squeeze, looks that bring me to my knees
Oh please, let it roll tonight
I might be doin' more than fifty-five
Sit my baby right down by
Big dutty 4-5 on me, don't try me
Man a walk when bodmon roll
Keep up and your girlfriend like come home
Top drop the Porsche, it drop down slow
You know like she never heard of me, ya know
So I said okay you may know me by my other name
Sometimes they call me
Track master
We see you Tone
roll Asu
You end up with them tires flat
The names Asu
It starts with A and ends with you
Whatever you want to do
I got my whole fuckin' crew
Up over
Roll, I roll, I roll another tree
10 out of 10 my nigga we go ham
We've been working 9 to 5
But I never seen them cheques
Yeah, fuck a record label
Now
to having violent psychotic
Quick devour polish it, politics
By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
I like writin'
But I will stick this pencil
You get me out on a dirt road, doin' thirty-five
Make me roll down the window
Watch the road go by
Make me want to crack a cold one
Down by
slavery?
Now I'm doin' LP's for 5cent royalties
Mama can ya save ya son? All these leeches over me
Feel like gathering my duns, gettin' all our guns
by myself trying to find a way
Floating away, floating away
Floating away, floating away
I, swear I got so high
Last night I don't even
Remember
you know my story right?)
Yeah, baby (show those crabs how to rhyme)
RZA, Chef, the Ghost and Nas, nigga is the prophet
It's only like five percent
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