rick rock horns

i need mine

quick fast in a hurry

pronto

sucker run up and get a three-piece combo

northern california

from the slums of the v

where a dopefiend'll kill ya for a balloon of khadafi

i'm on a special sauce right now

i'm oiled up

i'm turnt

drankin

blankin

weeded

burnt

bumpin my favorite rapper

go by the name of e-4-o

he was sayin shit 20 years ago y'all niggas just now though

it's over they head like a flying saucer

some of these suckers lost

never had close encounters with the streets or the cops

my watch and my batteries

my rims and my tyres

my regulator

starter and my amplifier

old school sidin on them though

memphis mojo

adio

hoe

woofers

tweeters

horns

slaps

hookers

heaters

warrants

traps

i ain't gettin fed up tryin get this bread up

ain't nobody fuckin with me

come from vallejo

pimps pushin tail

triple beam scales got keys

i know fools bark 'bout what they got

but i'm really feedin these streets

drug

smack

meth

pills

trees

show me what you need

i just got off the phone with my pimp partner

he pimp hoes

say he don't want no black girls

he want some pink toes

some pink toes? yeah

some white girls

mayne

they easy to manipulate

persuade and play with they fuckin brain

i said

man you a fool