It's not that I want your respect or need feel except Through God I got rest I see you do reject Huh, looking at me like you know me, judge me by
We all some players don't ride no benches Elegant princes come to your senses I noticed that you're one of a kind That's makes you kind of the one
like piranhas I'm a pro at this, yeah, the ultimate 'Cause I don't spit, my rap too quick I'm the ladies pick all around the world But I only got eyes
kind...here to shock your mind And I will serve no rhymes, before their time The k-k-kid rock, that is my name And if you ask me again, I'll tell you
from the streets You got any sense at all, you mean-mug and retreat Or end up a human pinada hung from your feet When I told you you were tight I had
Put 'em up, You plucked a bad seed Off the wall spitting, in the gorilla tag-team What's up now? jump down, stuff they can't breathe Yo! you kno the
Yeah, this is what you would call somethin' like One of the things that, you know, when you meet your goal You get to the top of the game and the dream
mia x) Another braud ass nigga On this back then if it is on your mind Then we got this second line in for you (master p) In for you What about you and you
you ain't come to party) Then what the hell you here for Better not be drama, I hate acting tight Cut that ass like a director, and edit you like a re
who's got the button" take my name... please... leaks the little gentle man made of lightning inside my lockbox... oh you like to help with coats... wait until you
want beef (I got dat) Dope (I got dat) hoes (I got dat) Dro (I got dat) Money (I got dat) Cars (I got dat) Pistol (I got dat) Niggaz (Get shot at) [
would let you hit this clown but you bitches can't behave I would let you hit this fire but you bitches smokin' safe Better catch up with yo kind 'cause you
let you hit this clown but you bitches can't behave I would let you hit this FIRE but you bitches smokin safe Better catch up with yo kind, cause you
watch him misprint it, we been spit it For you newcomers who thinkin' you done it, I put my fist in it Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and watch a bitch
you didn't know, I'm federal Uh, E, you still fuckin' em up like, E It's been like three years in this motherfucker Hell yeah, you know a hog like
like it can't happen when would I ever let you slide Two fly niggaz becomin victims of whorides You try to avoid my clutches that's when you die News
shy see I make you cry The way I rock you to sleep like a lullaby Oh yeah and by the way, you got one more day All you got to pay boo you got something