the army, the U.S. Navy And tell Slim, I was raised on Cash Money They can't kick me outta shit, I ain't Dame Dash, dummies I'm the gang rapper on a
noodles, I got more ziti to bake You dudes is cake, I keep two biscuits on the waist Razor blades under the tongue, I will eat your face Appetite for destruction, I am
(Background Talking) (I know, I know but I gotta get up outta here, you know, I gotta go pay these bills, I got a show to do, you know?) One time
the army, the U.S. Navy And tell Slim, I was raised on Cash Money They can't kick me outta shit, I ain't Dame Dash, dummies I'm the gang rapper on a regular
I get a level, can I get a cue? Can I get some volume, can I get some room? Can I break it down, yep, I think I can Can I be the man, my song's about
dash I come through in a two-thousand-fo' Chicks holla out, "UH-OH!" like I'm Nelly Yo, I come with the real front page Like Dame did, homeboy in "Backstage
appealing Body revealing and big wheeling This shit is illin, I don't like it Fuck it, I can't fight it I reaching for the cordless to call Miss I insist
Jaw dismantle face piece You made out the Herd the scene My Murder One Team, Something's best untold Crime Related - I am who I am so fuck it if son
Can I get a level, can I get a cue? Can I get some volume, can I get some room? Can I break it down, yep, I think I can Can I be the man, my song's about
: (Background Talking) (I know, I know but I gotta get up outta here, you know, I gotta go pay these bills, I got a show to do, you know?) One time