fuck you too It's big dog baby, gettin' down like what See I'm a thorough bread, I don't fuck with much Bloodline is where the pups at They off the Grand Champ
) It's big dog, baby, gettin' down like what See I'm a thoroughbred, I don't fuck wit much Bloodline is where the pups at They off the grand champ, yeah
the whole situation's gotten Tash showed you love you shoulda showed me some back If they catch me they gon' stretch me like Geronimo Pratt 'Cause I
to me in squads of three say Rockness monsta, is he for real? it can't be See him in action as he transform that man's me Enemies ain't kotter, ain't
C K Send MC's to me in squads of three say Rockness Monsta, is he for real? It can't be See him in action as he transform that man's me Enemies ain'
Rap verse 1 (ski): I flip on any scrip put in front of me yo Murder n' a vision of life ,You Better keep it Down Low Step to me with caution ,Booya the
your wiggedy-wack Stay back, get back, sit back down And think about it, whenever you're dissin' me You are the roach, the six legs wishin' me And pushin' me
it?s the hurricane Hurricane (Kill it Rihanna, yo) Straight out the Carribean sea You know you gotta feel me Im a 1,2,3,4,5 category, and im so
hyper, beggin you to hook me with a cypher See me in the tunnel and you trouble me Get my dick hard dancin, sippin my bubbly Yo, beat me in the head,
Someone's knockin at the door Someone's brining the swell Y'all really want the fuckin war Golden Arms bringing the swell Somebody knockin at the door
bop on me (what?) Broke hoes wanna bop on me Want me to take 'em on a shoppin spree But you ain't ridin (naw), not with me Cause I feelin mellow on choppin
fuck you too) It's big dog baby Gettin down like what See I'm a thorough bread I don't fuck wit much Bloodline is Where the pups at They off the Grand Champ
Monica....Lewinsky Come against me... [Eminem] Go and see I'm an invincible Mc If you dont believe it then you wanna try to convince me That you're doper than me
toast You made me wait so long and that's a good thing Now let me make ya candy rain dampen your thong I hit it off likea champion strong, for real Your
me I didn't call your girl, why accuse me? I think you're insecure, not sure if your girlfriend's home, if she's knockin at my door Back in your ride,
that chatter keeping it real and being me its g's up and marks down when im making my round while im up in nyc with dipset we shutting it down shouts
my homies turn phonie and turn on me let me out they broke and lonely thinkin' I'll falled off but Michael Watts open the door and let me back in the