get throwed

smoke somethin

bitch

ugk

hold up

talkin bout

uhh

pimp c p.a. trill nigga

polo fuck that hilfiger

made myself a ghetto star

on the slab

sippin barre

smokin weed

sellin white

them other niggaz shit don't come back right

that's how niggaz get popped

trying to get the cheaper price

watch yo' paper

guard your life

cause most these niggaz ain't livin right

keep yo' pistol

fuck a fight

cause niggaz out here jack every night

i keep my mind on my money nigga fuck the fame

big face hun'erds

keepin the game

hittin the corner in the candy thang

sittin on leather

grippin the grain

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good weed

good drink

big money

we -

rollin in somethin' foreign

on leather grippin grain

i handle my business so i think i deserve to get throwed

throwed

well i came in the door

i said it befo'

i never fuck a hoe without head no more

i never pull up in nuttin less than a four

and i smoke cigars

it ain't just for the show

i'm blessed from the do'

and known for my stidile

i send a nigga baby mamma home with a smidile

you can have the bitch nigga

i ain't sentimental

smoke weed and freestyle

no instrumental

been out

lived through the wicked streets of p.a. motherfuck the judge

prosecutor and the da

head to the h

where the hoes will fuck three way

two way

four way

anyway the pro say

never hear a hoe say no i won't

no i can't

stop it and no i don't

cause a bitch know that i might just explode

and slap her in the face with a pie a la mode

cause a nigga gettin throwed

you already know what it is

nigga

snowman

16 5 a piece

nigga usda

i grind hard and play harder

break out the pot heat up the water

swear to god the minivan do tricks

hit the brakes

hit the lights and wow

there go them bricks

slide through the hood sittin on some big wheels

niggaz coppin white and turn flips like cartwheels

trapstar

my nextel chirp all day

ridin' dirty

three nines and a four way

big money

mayn - we only ride the best

this one and only

big homey

tried to told you i'm thug

ha

so far i'm tourin on foreign land

worldwide i'm known for the arm & hamm-

-er

murder the streets i'm a wanted man

so it's on again

started with the block

hit it brick by brick

then i charted with the roc nigga

hit by hit

i'm retarded with the glock nigga

clip by clip

the competition is none

they deceased to exist

let it breathe a little bit

he's off his rocker

he's a lil schitz'

roll like a football

hov' used to cook raw

now i got the game sewn like granny's good shawl

sure

y'all niggaz want war

y'all got it backwards

y'all should want raw

y'all should want more