hitler theme
westside gunn
came right in your face the rover sport duck sauces
lou flip flops and try u that new orleans
fiends giving they veins torture
gave work dolce and gabana had corners
bull strap mask and red and black foams
camouflage dior homme my style alone
jail sand in britches fam listen
expand chickens baking sodas grams ya can't miss em
quarter million gram turismo whip delicious
stick tucked purple laces spendin yay dealers
authentic indian head polo
dudda man hang you from the third floor lenox
break down squares in fractions
hanging on the the drop head juggling mac-10s on glass rims
drinking codeines for the pain
shoot yo block up for the fame
louis low tops showing no laces
and i just realized i'm the fuckin greatest
clap a nigga for the love of it
piss on ya moms for the fuck of it
if you don't fuck with me nigga fuck you then