they kind and talk shit to you and sue you
boxed in results of beating up blue lu
nigga i ain't the new you! - i'm the first me!
unrated version - in a armored suburban {damn!}
and the picture lights curvin' - ain't nothin for certain
close friends be turnin'! fuck it! - close his curtain. it's darker on the other side!
hot since benz's were bubberlide. the green matters besides that
duckin' 21 jump street - on the cover time. catch me in the street run deep - and a rubber nine
niggas yappin move bout mine
another trouble sign. pricks handin out tips on me and my click
private investigating on that csi shit
keep your mind quick and your dirt low
you ain't sleep with my chick. ain't shit changed boy
same phenominal flow that got the game noise
still got the flama to bend ya control your anger {whoooooooooooooooooooooo}
nigga won't come out no more - like kramer! {kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
murder - mishaps and clicks clacks
surgery through six packs
beef all over this rap. i'll get you gift wrapped. - send your ass back!
family and friends tighter than my last track. hollowtips and politics headin' into november
bottle shit to model chick shit that i don't remember!
i'm on in every month now see you niggas december. - remember!
i am pound for pound. the plk!
shout out to all my niggas
green gang hit man! {can't forget.}