uh-Huh heh-huh Lil Flipper da Leprachun ak da Freestyle King Sucka Free, Fuckin wit dat Ron-C on dat Dodo tshhh Nigga ya'll blowin bull shit, Endo nigga
dis game Who could it be? Ya'll know my muthafuckin' name I ain't neva met a gangsta who ain't loved to bang Especially one who can't represent this
Dawgs 1 2 3 I'm up to bat so pitch me an MC so I can get ill And knock his ass into left field I'm still a body bruisin' master Dat some ole' evil
tryin' to dis 'n say my car looks tired Hit my brakes, out slid skittles Tinted back window with a bubble in the middle Who's car is it? Posse won
you or without) sit o to the funky did dat you cant mid who get hypnotized widup wid-ow gritu ( to the funky did that you cant miss who get hypnotized
Till the chalice bun out, NAH COME OUT! Till the malice bun out, A WAR! Zimbabwe to Berlin Wall Blazin' like a burnin' ball, loose ball...dat no work...IN WAR Sleeping...dat
Bob on the wrist One white, one gold, one nice, untold You can look but don't touch, Guns might unload, now-I respect them thugs who get the jackin' on
black And I gota 4-4 and a k like 8-stacks Fuck yo city yo town I state facts, take dat No, better yet like diddy take dat Wait rats I hate rats I clean
C'mon WHOOOO Ay u kno wat This track obviously dont need no talkin on it, but I gotta do it Big Tank. let yall know u kno wat I'm all about When I take
& my Tank Doggs Money in the bank dawg, dem haters don' like dat Bitch this ain't the slave days, us niggas gon' fight back You crackers can write dat
ya heard me (Ya know, ya know, ya know) Check it out [Chorus 2X: Krazy] My click you don't want beef wit (beef wit) My heat, niggas I sleep wit (sleep wit) Tank
Gambinos Knows in the shoulders who the fuck we be Worldwide motherfuckers out that 1-2-3 Started off as a youngster kickin up dust Until I slain motherfuckers who
name, tryna make this crime pay Money spent, Ben gone, left me with the Hamil-ton Window tint, same ol' song Lincoln on a sack, with the fifty-dat Bump
C'mon WHOOOO Hey u kno wat this track honestly dont need no talkin on it. Big Tank. let yall know u kno wat I'm all about when I take it to the flo [
WHO'S DAT, WHO'S DAT, WHO'S DAT The dope is flying, OG, pimp hustler, gangster player, hardcore mother fucker, living today, to be honest I'm totally
Always tryin to hassle me none of ya'll can Tackle me Told ya it was stated but this time it's Brutality [Princess] Now I'm baddest chick who rep dat
I gotta squint at my wrist to see What time it is, and my hip where the llama is I look at ya'll cats checks like where the commas is? Fish tanks in
I am tewnty-one if u go to kissin n huggin me Lil mami I'm trying to cop sumtin, I'm in da club now tearin up Tank top, standin on da couch screamin "who