niggas always caked up, chromed out and draped up Constantly tellin' me, we need to get this paper I'm gettin' skinny and it's he who get my weight up Straight up
call up to the President, and see if he know help Let him know you up shit creek yourself, we all sinners Facin' the winter, with no socks, and no shoes
riding bikes or catching the bus We on the roll up, money to fold up With cognac and cooked yola Got the neighborhood about to blow up, but hold up
I know that you don't wanna die I give ah fuck about your crew what they wanna do Them niggaz quick tah cock they straps we cock straps too And we blast on fools fuck
free? Put your money up, ain't nobody fuckin' wit Louch and P Yeah, nigga that's what's up? D-Block till the death, motherfucker so our gat is up Sheek
free Put your money up, ain't nobody fuckin wit Louch and P (SP) Yeah nigga that's what's up D-Block til the death motherfucker so our gats is up (
and fiddy" I dont know no other way but to rap gritty, (Yeah!) Fuck that maybe when im rich, (Fuck that) But untill then where the fuck is my thugs at up
man ma, that's how you get ahizzead Killer wit the beat, I know killers in the street Wit the steel that'll make you feel like Chinchilla in the heat So don't try to run up
gon' take all y'all to the shift I should be able to say what I want, what the fuck I plead the fifth (Now Kim, Kim) Fuck that Cee-lo, I got to save the
and black patented leather On half naked honeys who forgot about the weather Fuck an exhibition, and warm up scrimmage Shoot more words that Macho Man
INTRO: (Saukrates) [Common] Word up, Saukrates in the house [yeah, yeah] 'Bout to turn it all out again Y'all niggas check my shit out, word up check
up Without no further a due I give you Yung Berg and Twista, let's get it in Where do we go from here? Now that all of the children are grown up And
know me (Woke up the beef and that nigga was the homie) Getting on these dudes when Ia??m not in the mood, the jerk shoes you wear look like space jam shoes
roasted duck? With a mean street team outside posted up Toasted up, ready to roast a duck, when I say street team I don't mean niggaz that put posters up
, my uzi weighs a ton, word up Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs Don't fuck with the big dogs, don't fuck with the big dogs
money back up into my flip Some to the side in case them people run up in my shit Chopper up all the time with two taped up clips And if you come fuckin
even need shoes Same catz say stay up, prey for my day up No one where my bitch live, plot where I lay up If you got coke way up, got doe then pay up
and fight with a brother And I like when they like each other I told Polow I'm never getting? married I don't give a fuck if you was fuckin? Sherri