shootin shit up Tust enough to get your punk ass lit up It's not about the set I claim, cause I don't bang I'm just a nigga from the hood who let his
'em figure That they can fuck with a million dollar nigga They got you mixed up, fixed up at the Segas, shookin' Indo Gettin' fucked up in the gank-hole
one stunna ma show a lil' somthin' Ay, ay roll a lil' somethin' Mmm, blow a lil' somethin' I got them thangs for a lil' nothin' If you got a lil' money
on em I lotta bitches but they claiming they O.G.s A straight up pussy, he claims he knows me See I puttin out these VVdees Let my shit hit the streets
your body rollin' round and round That booty keep bumpin' Titties just bouncin' up and down It's two o'clock in the mornin' I'm yiked up and I'm horny
gangsta ass niggas that been flowin' awhile Ayo, let's do it for the hood where there's alotta homicides at Where killers ride at and O.G.s reside at It's
's hot Park it like it's hot Park it like it's hot And if a nigga get a attitude Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot Pop it like it's hot I've
did To know the cash that Im flippin 6 o's gon get stashed in the ceilin 6 o's in traffic Im pinchin this o And that one get split and het broke into
earth Body tated, hair matted, sellin' key's if you fuck wit these Law breakin' niggaz scream, fuck the police We gonna ball fo, the lil nigga shit What the fuck
C] Yeah Willis [I] Willis ain't talkin about nuthin! [C] It's Different Strokes [I] Let's get back to umm, breakfast foods [I] because it's, early
fuck it got a hundred ones i'ma throw it like fuck it fuck it louie story back pack bitch i'm clean S.O.D MG yea that's the fucking team pulled up,
I.v's. Now let me get that hand clap, yah, let me get that hand clap. I'm rich and black. I'm young and strapped. You goin get yo man clapped, you goin
goin off in mah territory we the ones started! Call this shit Retarted! get ya mind right. the O.G.s the B.G.s the bottom the top; you got the boulevard
, whispered in your ear Yeah, there's too many MC's but not enough MC's Are raw like that liquid that you pour on mint leaves Look around the premises, spot blemishes Call me doc o
the head, when you see him, go get him nigga Aim 4 the head, when you see him, go get him nigga Aim 4 the head, when you see him, go get him nigga Let
's, the Bone, Bone won't let a me duck, Lil' B won't set up, wet up, get 'em on the get up, Bone won't let up (Chorus) [Busta Rhymes] Hey you, don't
face I ain't no busta, nigga Came up out that Holly Grove dungeon, nigga Flame up the toast and let it get it sparkin' up in here You don't make out alive very often up