-Blue, got it locked mayn Taking over cities, taking over blocks mayn Selling rap records, not selling rocks mayn Boss Hogg Outlawz, it don't stop mayn
to the C. this is an intro I know the DOC makes you want to take a valium So buy a bucket cause upcomin is my album And for the record, meanin my record
cause rap's like a gamble Basically outspoken, keeping them choking on But you recall, yo, a helluva rap song Doing it forever together wit Dre, it will never cease Money and records
fat ocean liners on the street Swim through this mutha fucka Busta-Bus now, now, now Hop scotch I found a new bounce Just rock back and fourth while my beat knock Stop
talking) Yeah man, uh, I'm in the studio with Big Flake Uh huh, that's my nigga, he fin to wreck this bitch Yo, we shut them down with Dopehouse Records
damned if I do and damned if I don't Holla f**k the world with my chest full of smoke I choke on my breakfast, the end of my necklace Say Dopehouse Records
I'll rock Give me a mic to light and competition will drop Fast or slow, I'll go and no one is gonna stop me yo You must be kiddin', you swear you're
money? [mac] yo what's up? chill [maestro] word. I remember back in the days, you know. I be thinking, you Go in the studio, you drop a record, you know
Then again she could've swallowed several ounces of sperm Giving me the eye as if I was the right antidote So I decided to swing a smooth episode While the train stopped
shame that I have to tape over, Those Elysian smiles I thought I'd keep forever. I remember it all like it was yesterday... Forget all, Set it down, hit record
get the meanin' Like before, the morale of my story, I'm tellin' Nobody beats the R so stop yellin' Save it, put it in your pocket for later 'Cuz I'm moving the crowd and be a record
or pussy to stop him from bonin' a hoe Me and the mic double trouble Chicks look at us like twins, all lovable and huggable Prognosis, on the, mic I choke
not You shouldn't jock me 'cause I'm popular The group with the glock, I love to pop the gun Coppers get shot, they shouldn't try to stop the Mafia
that get Uncle Luke ass Straight mash, these's motherfucking bitches can't last An l bust three nuts on the table glass Is is time to stop, nah it's
clutch on a trident Never give a fuck how far Pi went You are dealing with a reborn icicle age poltergeist Uprock, sidewalk cycles stuck at the bus stop
run up in it with a bunch of Motherfuckers from Runyan, steady poppin them onions, Ready set to go nut up, prepare to tear the whole club up Fixin to get into some shit just itchin to choke
hope you choke on your pride when I make you swallow it Screaming like a Mimi when you see me coming near you Like a Kenny Loggings' record no one's
back I spit em 16 before Swiss finished the track. Make some noise, the boy from big business is back. I got that put it in your nose and sniff it. My record