your whole team, crazily sent Now all I need is a half gallon of weed Proceed, to bust as Mike Ditka made three seeds Then Max out like two ack's inside the parkin
strolls It's the creep show, street show, freak show, peep show Where hustlas collect rocks and straight rolls Got twenties on the Escort, bitch park
poppin and them bitches get to jocking And the kush bag that we smoking running out (repeat) [Verse 1 - Killer Mike] Pull up to the club, you can hear the car park
into thinking That life will all get better [Dre] Pissing in the waiting Or shooting in the door I have a blind date Maybe fucking in the park Without
when we begin to assassinate your cast members Strategies, I bet y'all niggaz can't believe this I read you like a whole avenue that's filled with meters Parked
go) (Callin' the rick, I have to go) Rap battle one two, one two, check it out All alone, gold song, like Mike Corleone Get a little [Incomprehensible
few flows so I can pimp a few hoes Excellence is my presence, never tense Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like Mike
platinum chain Man, I like to play but its not a game and I got more ice than Alaska mayne Richboyz ride benz, we don't push no jeep We in the park man
, my room we go Go, come on, my room we go What you really wanna do tonight 'Cause it's way too hot in the club tonight? We can start it in the parking
Chillin' at the studio Chillin' at the studio, 85 bucks an hour So hurry up and loop a beat Mike, come on I'm Violent J, but my homies call me shithead
I would ride around on college campus And if I was a Serial Killer I would walk among us and gain trust Until I needed that rush (Shaggy 2 Dope) I'd park
... If I was a rain drop I'd just be like.... and I was an axe in your neck I might say chop Hey Mike, Mike, MIKE! Turn it up, right about now Welcome
What's up Kool Aide? Yeah Rest in peace my nigga Steve, Christian, Lil' Mike, Black Horace Then we'll take it to the motherfuckin' south side nigga College Park
g's on my(ay) bitch its cold when i speak, got a freak on my arm, got a charm around my neck, you can gone pass the mike, watch i'm bout to catch wreck
dick sucker, get up outcha car You ain't goin' real far, see the chainsaw? Breakin' the law, like turnin' a dyke When it come to that man that just like Mike
hectic Old material bitch, gold-digging for them tender dicks A real nigga never give you shit Biotch Born and raised in the motherfucking projects ho Getting money by at the park
the sky if you feelin this You can roll a bag of la if you feelin it You can bump it in ya ride, you can park up on the side You can bump to the vibe,
, set this shit off! [Chorus: Saigon] Me when I'm rhymin', remarkable timin' Shorty's with brown eyes that sparkle like diamonds Us in the park when