lite Now your body real easy to carry These hoes talk to much, me and my A.K.s finna get married 2 shots to the grill, put a hole in ya smile With a
Porky's pig and Porky's tomb About to dig his own grave with a fork and spoon You, BITCH, Denaun and Swifty please Give it a year, both a y'all be rakin
still a fuckin superstar. Im still a what king, im bout to live a dream. Everytime i pull out, im wit a strong team. A team full a goons, higher than
not Dont get to close, cause you might get shot Just do yourself a favor, get the fuck up out the spot This is my Block We run things round here So
Chains showin', rings glowin', Range Rovin' And my nigga push K I's like Beethoven It's gonna stay like that till the Pearly Gates open And here we go, aiyyo, let's get
think of me you think of a problem Who? What? When? And how you gonna solve 'em Automatic or revolving K I double S and here's the lesson Most beams
figga, let me see a nigga nuts hang Hey yo, get that motherfucker right there Hey yo, K, pull out, man, that motherfucker and blast Yo Mo, get over there, get
Liks And Hittman bought a fix Don't trip, it's a Time Bomb in this bitch Here it tick tick tick tick Wait a minute it's on, I tell it like a true mackadelic
dead wake 'em! The witch taught me how to cut up a body, it's nasty and wretched and hella bloody but it's gotta get done and somebody's gotta do it,
But God bless his soul, Lord know it wasn't Pop Or the M.A.F.I.A., Kim tell Cease get the fuckin' truck We 'bout to hit the Wilshire District, get fucked
flows and poke holes that's supposed to be yo'z Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine Dodgin the [tech 4x N9ne 4x] Now here's a message
that's supposed to be yo'z Seekin my haters and in a dark alley tourmented by mine Dodgin the (tech 4x N9ne 4x) Now here's a message Libedate may Chocolatate
a what Lyrical head splitter Making hella hoes Get a nut Make 'em put the rolls In their butt Let a hoe be a slut Negro never give a fuck Nina
official like a ref wit a whistle Protect shit a nickel, it's death on a whistle Lose breath when I hit you, your best bet is to get through Fuck outta
what else you hiding (ahh) 6 tv's custom interior riding huh (come on man) how many birds ya had to flip to get this here matter of fact when you were on fall's
Tha Liks and Hittman bought a fix Don't trip, it's a Time Bomb in this bitch Here it tick tick tick tick {*BOOM*} Wait a minute it's on, I tell it like
money NIGGA To kill for cocaine and get a nigga killed And a banana peel will get his whole hide flipped He's bringin danger to the life of his home boy's
like cartoon figures, it's a fact We pour out a little liquor 'cuz we lost a couple niggaz But we 'bout to get y'all back, we sat We plotted y'all demise Got a
