on with the body count Yo Big Master Phee Take these motherfuckers to South Central Yea, fuck that I hear it every night, another gun fight The tension mounts on with
an sit down put on a couple pounds,told my round told me down shit fanna get real,take care my kids be focused dont be poppin pills, im comin home with
then you get back on When dogs are fighting in the hood nobody gives a fuck So you can back and shake it on the field and show them whats up [CHORUS]
listenin' to me, nail polish on the rims And now it's custom chrome but I gotta go do a show So go on with your bad self, just have it back to normal
people wanna touch me I need a blunt with the stuffing Nigga, it's nothing for me to chill out, post up at the house With madden on the screen and smash on
can get through anything if I done made it through the storm And uh, now I'm killin' at night Killin' that night-life on the east side Leather on chrome Television with
for days used to see how I get hoes I'm international, I get my dick licked around the globe I'm sick right into show, riding on lolo's Puffing on coco
me I'm poppin' off in your hood with no company come on, Queens aint showing you no love I was there the other night poppin' bottles with the thugs
[J. Cole] Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline Im trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime You fine as hell, I guess
these bullets to book it for me Man, I'm shitting on every statistic that said I'll be dead or fucking broke This is history Your kids, kids, kids, kids
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these eyes Benz convoys with the wagon on the side Only big boys keep deuces on the ride Gucci Chuck Taylor with the dragon on
feeling?s gone You wake up on your own / Lifts up and sends you homeward bound / Lifts up and then you?re found again
Silver, turn it up, yeah We gonna put you on to something brand new, yo Know what I mean? Yo, we don't say, ?You know what I'm sayin'? T Dot says, ?Yuh
there on the slaps of haikus I spite you for not givin' it up fuck what that nigga say, nigga give it up why black people act like little kids? make
air I said get up! And get into it You are now rocking with the Unit I said get up! And get into it We gonna show you just how we do it I said get up
. You dont live witcha mamma cuz you moved up out da hood, couple years on ya own and ya still doin good. You aint fightin in the club you aint on dat
gon' bubble Came out the gate on some flow Joe shit Fat nigga with shoty was the logo kid Said my niggas don't dance We just pull up our pants and do
harder [Chorus x2] 1980 year that God made me 89 i started to get by 99 i started to write rhymes walk with me reminice my life So then we moved up I
