five-O, and man he tried to sweat me Thinkin' he'd be nice and all 'cause I gotta 185 In the hood and you know they can't catch me And if you see me
seen five-o, and man he tried to sweat me Thinkin' he'd be nice and all 'Cause I gotta 185 in the hood and you know they can't catch me And if you see
, ?cause we ain't broke nigga What you know about the South? Diamonds up in our mouth Breaking you boys off, Clover Geez in the house What you know about
don't know why baby) 'Cause Swisha House acting bad (Why y'all hating the way y'all do) Why y'all haters still mad (I said I don't know why baby) 'Cause
, put us in the woods Gimme just a second, my flow ain't yet perfected But damn when it is, shit then when it is I speak the truth, don't take this here
dirty boys we slangin steel at times we movin keys cross county lines to make em peel now our safe can t close up you probably got sum D's but my spokes
Gump locked when we dropped ?On Them Vogues? And the south don't stop till my head explode Gotta keep it cold till my pockets swolle So if you don't know you'd
brought my folks in this sonna bitch Hot Atlanta, the Bay Area Y'all niggaz don't want no noise with Lil' Jon an' The Eastside Boys Y'all niggaz don't
suits I got love for D-boys 'cause D-boys got love from me I got love for D-boys 'cause D-boys got love from me I got love for D-boys 'cause D-boys
that's ok [Verse 1] They say the top ain't acting funny He ain't holla'd a day He got the top back, you know his new Z28 Holla at ya (BOY!) with the
his notes All his books and his notes and all the junk that he wrote The whole fuckin' lot right up in smoke Ain't there nothin' sacred anymore? Won't
moments tick forever true You can see as far as him Don?t you know what shape I?m in You?re walkin' through my heart once more Don?t forget to close door
't need much convincing The girls gave her glares, but the boys were quite pleasant To be totally honest, they didn't seem much different When there weren't
't never say I paid her I ain't chilling in the office I'm a holla at'cha later I'm a be on D-block like them boys that be with Jada [Hook: Magno] You
her cup, slid her a dutch You know what's happenin' then in an' all I did was havin' a grin Off top, let her know I ain't one of these dudes Rhymin'
D.T.S.'s (Yes) Oh yes it's them, Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s (Oh yes) It's them, Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.'s Skinny talkin' 'bout that wood
Pimps on all these hoes and jet Break a nigga neck if he don't respect Let me pimp right down effect Gone of the drank, got' make a bank Playa haters niggas don't
a greenish 'llac With throwback and a phoenix cap Rag top with the screens attached It don't take a true genius act Like you don't know that the king
