tops the bottle cap and seal the whole three liter bottle Rap and let it go flat Off duty officers in brooklyn better go strap... Don't knock me 'cause
da crowd He gonna give me sumthin Brap Rap my niggas And step em when K- Rocin Dont fuck with dis, see See if u wit me if u wit me mon We buck
Watch out Let them Hot Boys through nigga Get out tha way What nigga Straighting up bitch nigga 'fore my cake cut loose You gives a fuck bout me I gives
the belly make your trunk wave, keep your corner paid make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave me and screw you, what you wanna do let me come
yo and the Noke-D D-Gotti rolling with Mo-yo D-Wreck let em know we aint no hoe Rolling on Chop Chop-pas Breaking boys off in the south Rolling on
Hear me now like you did back then With an underground feeling and a solid goal, oh So feel me now like you did back then With an overgrown healing tried
yo them niggaz got the big CREAM over there So just chill [Ghostface] So let's do this the fuck up, roll up like tropical kid Don't play me
road block So watch how you roll Roll your crash dummy I?m rolling in, I roll and bounce I roll and stop Roll slow motion Then I let the beat drop Honies
sealed No doubt was all about me and my love thing If the phone called Paul I was lettin' it ring Absolutely, she looped me the hook was good Niggaz buggin' on me
Gucci, fuck it (Let's go) I live it for real, spit steel grippin' the wheel I cut ya grill, 'til you look like Seal Holla at me When them 380's buck,
Like two strands of melody at last entwined Fulfill us, complete us Make us whole Seal our bond forever more Tonight, for me Embrace your destiny Let me
that don't fly with me She might eat your wife's box But she won't tell ya where you left your socks She rolled up and down your fat prick But it was me
stormy sea Please teach me how to listen, how to obey 'Cause there's a storm inside of me Jesus, write me into Your story Whisper it to me And let me
let walk by People on these streets that you don't try I got this hook-up with a Jamaican, he got that fire-fire Roll it up, fold it up, now everybody
to move into the shade before you fire the gun We got a hunger for destruction, needed someone to bleed You sealed the deal before the dawn, you let
my man, are you kiddin me "me in the whitehouse", now thats fucked up For one to get over, one must get stuck up One will roll up, another will
're church or you're family Ayn Rand couldn't stand me so she banned me I'm like a dandy lion Jack You can cut me down and then I'll pop right back And
man, are you kiddin' me Put me in the Whitehouse, now that's fucked up For one to get over, one must get stuck up One will roll up, another will smoke