a bandit like, like a bandit, bandit I got paper girl, the Lamborghini With the spider seats, you never seen it So get it shawty, we parkin' lot pimpin' in my dome
leave me alone) You better back your ass up, before you catch it to your dome (You better back your ass up, before you catch it to your dome) I've been
I've cried, oh, I've cried Do you forgive me? Do you forgive me? Check the skit, nobody never gave me shit If anything a nigga frame me and make me get 3
DaVinci Like the Mona Lisa, I'm a sight to see This is not a tale and I'm not a character Just a kind of MC who loves to harass ya Out my dome, I'll
livin it, so don't go and ruin it Words from a legend, keep your dome up in the sky Listen to Paul Wall and Chef Fly (get high) [Chorus] [Verse 3 -
year Of another LP for those chose to sleep Best to wake up, recognize, I comes with the real, Dub C Doin dirt to make sure you muthafuckas feel me [ CHORUS ] [ VERSE 3
hop ont he R.E.D album [Chorus] [Game - Verse 3] I'm in the crib, Dre beats on, banging Lay Low Kush to the dome, stacking kills on his halo Tryna
P The Prophet the Possee, the BHZ click wid SPV The bustas we rush 'em quick, come one come on scary bitch We squeezin' them forties wid the mufflers and them reds trick Straight at your, fuckin' dome
never call her again Same room same hotel next week with her friend So Mr. Tell It I hope you linen (listen) Stay the fuck up out my business [Chorus] [Verse 3
the whole car?" "Yeah yeah, it was a whole car and shit..." [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. la ciudad respirando (translation of spanish: Listen to it.. the city breathing) * woman repeats 3
is some hoes (hoes) You keep on disrespectin it, we kick it in your domes (domes) You niggas ain't trill (trill), you niggas is some hoes (hoes) [Verse 3
ass caught, late night On the backstreets, hollin' oh Lord It ain't no mercy, I still wanna see you bleed Because, I don't give a damn no more Niggaz see 3
but playa you mistakin You knew ya seen-knew ya seen the candy paint cakin Bump back-bump back and recline, trunk-trunk open wide Woofer-woofer beat'cha dome
s upstairs But the lights on, let by-gones be by-gones Strength of a python Red dragon plus I rock a circa icon Chorus (Verse 3: Chali 2na) Rattle in
'ran It blows extreme, mean stream be the theme Supreme team, America's CREAM team, redeemed Vidal Sassoon, chrome tones hear the moans of Al Capone Gun POW to the dome
(3X) ?uestion ripped the set and got down baby, yeah * in background: "Pass the what? (Pass the popcorn)" 4X * It looks like another one comin around (3
You have a call from an inmate in a correctional facility Inmate, state your name, Darren This phone call may be monitored and recorded Press 3 if you