finna sprinkle some of you fools with some of this
this g-a-m-e man some of this game
finna sprinkle you fools with sprinkle sista
it don't stop til the motherfucking glock pop
and fuck a glock i'm fuckin with a 6r
p226 diana ross cousin nina
i be more hipper than a hippopotamus
get off in your head like a neurologist
pushin more weight than atlas
got a partner by the name of 2pacalypse
the seven-oh-seven my roots go hella far back to flor terrace
i pull a forty out of my ballcap
and den i flush it down my esopha-garus
the group that i'm with the click
killing motherfuckers off crucial
running through these lyrics as if i was fibered
timah timah. forty wata. forty wata
big timah. forty wata-ahh
clicked out me suga t from the v
ya gotta strut that's a gang of shot
slangin more mail as i smobs through yo' hood
these bustas and busterettes
tryin to claim fame off my chavez rep
why oh why must i be so tight?
it makes me wanna scream while i make ya holla
pullin a gang of clout like that al-mighty dollar
nigga phin on a playa makin mega
tryin to knock the hustle just because we way too major
suga don't make me have to come up out the sound booth
boom boom boom boom boom on a trick
playa play her for false and get rubbed off ya don't want malse
fuck around and get evaporated
cause i'ma timah timah. timah timah
big timah timah. big timah
you in this bitch with me?
yeah that's what we do for the motherfuckin. nine-five
it's mob city v-town niggaz