test, I spit crack at it (for crack addicts) Approach your A&R with an AR Based on, a true story, I spit H-bombs, in every eight bars When Tony put his
did is come out to play Get out my way First we gonna R O C K, then we gonna R O L L Then we let it P O P, G O L E T I T G O X gonna give it to ya He
right route Gang violence needs to be wiped out A-l-m-i-g-h-ty C and E-z-i-r-e We see the f-u-t-u-r-e Should be a positive thang Body & Soul and you,
boy, I'm a Bay Boy And I rep every block that I'm on Every city I roam From the state that is golden State where the youngstas keep holdin' Feds and the
m ballin outta control [E-40] Out of motherfuckin control [LeV] I'm ballin outta control [E-40] Cause I'm way too cold [Lev] Yayayy, I'm ballin outta control [E
a stand and go for yours cause I'm going for mine That's why I [Chorus] [Verse Three: Erick Sermon, PMD] Why is that when wrong is done by the black
cut through crews like an L-O-U-I-E Respect you don't try me When next you open your eyes You see your moms bedside And (In?) I-C-U Like I was supposed
be, check it out A boy came down every day with the girls He's jabbering on the mix nonsense Pinocchio, questions remain To the likely, notorious win
act Gotti, but he's punanni Not Pizano, he's Brasco you're Donnie MF is mossimo, negato, asesino Anti-oxidants and aminos, learn lessons When the C.R.E.A.M
'm old and grey I'm good, even on a bad hair day When the Ballatician talks, people listen Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto like Church's Chicken [Motion
I do it every day I'm conceited, never beated, never heard of defeated I'm rockin' to the beat-a, and you know it is-a me-a: The R-O-X-A-N-N-E-a And if
route Gang violence needs to be wiped out A-l-m-i-g-h-ty C and E-z-i-r-e We see the f-u-t-u-r-e Should be a positive thang Body & Soul and you, we're
'm too deep, make a pot of a lotta nouns Spit a verse and every person that you love about to drown I'm a shark in a bloody game of Marco Polo Dart flyin
