Pooh Man get your lyrics together For this next song, man Ant man, I gotta fire up this dank first I ain't fuckin? with nothing till I hit the dank Man
, yo, Ant, give it a spin Thought of something cool, rhymes definitely pumpin' Bassline groove and kick, drum thumpin' Using my mind like a Webster encyclopedia Pooh-Man
[Intro] (Pooh-Man) Prep man hand me the motherfucking weed man (Prep) You don't want none of this bong *coughing and toking* (Pooh-Man) This is for
freaky little broad, man I got a ho on 91st, man, what? What's up with that? Man, her name Racia? Huh, that's my bitch, man That's my bitch, man You
busta-ass nigga, goddamn I'm glad y'all set it off Now the shit's like a war Them mark-ass niggas don't want trouble (Repeat 2x) Niggas say "Pooh-Man
Pooh-Man, yeah, baby It's about the nastiest little song you ever heard of So your momma's and daddy's better close ears 'Cause I am about to get explicit
in court and squeal Yeah, regard all that punk ass Racia shit Got on the stand and ran your mouth Like a bitch, little snitch Pooh-Man did it! Pooh-Man
it hurts! (Pooh-Man) Old Skool get this bitch eh! where $hort at? (Too $hort's Bitch) Pooh he's not here I don't know (Pooh-Man) Give that nigga a message
(Pooh-Man) Let's do this ya'll (Robin Smith) This is how we live each day Growing up the gangster way This is how we live in the gutter This is how we
my glock smokin Fool should'nt of tried me Found out why the called Pooh-Man a Menance 2 society [Hook] Menace 2 society (15x) [Pooh-Man] See motherfuckers
about your troubles from 9 to 5 Just ridddddde come on Just ridddddde come on (2x) (Pooh-Man) Every player in the house had top notch G strings up the booty man
Player haters, player haters We can't the player haters Yeah, man, let's kick the funky gangster shit Give enough respect Mike, a.k.a Cash Money Man,
As a youngster I slanged cain, gangbanged Not a worry in the world, I'm all about money, man Getting my grind on was all my mind was on Making a grip,
: Pooh-Man (you ain't got no fucking friends, hah haaaa) I should've listen and massacred the Dangerous Crew But ya gonna pay for fucking over Pooh I
you know you can't fade a gangsta They try to tell me revenge is the wrong way But that ain't what my comrades would say And if it was Pooh, laying
go My hearts hurting so cause I just can't let it go And his son is too young to understand That his dad is dead, no longer a living man But for little
They smile in your face, when you fall They turn and wanna take your place They smile, they smile Now Mhisani you done fucked up, punk So I gots to
soul And she's all what a player got but she's gotta understand I got love for my block, see, it's my choice, I'm an own man But to survive in these
