grip And there goes officer cracker tryin' to sink my fuckin' battleship Turnin' on his flashers, callin' up the dogs Now my Lexus Coupe is flex surrounded by the hogs Snatchin' out my
s you run wit' Fuck your whole street, you ain't no motherfuckin' O.G. 'Cause O.G. means, means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherfuckin' man Ain't no police
be seing all these diamonds on a bitch bruh bruh I know what people be saying "god damn he look like he sell dope" [Chorus:] Big stones round my neck
They wanna live my life They wanna walk in my shoes They have no idea All my life I've always been told You gotta be prepared 'cause the world is so
t stop bringin that heat It's my dream (I said it's my dream) I said it's my dream... ooh [Verse 2 - Chamillionaire] Standing up to drama my posture
This Shit On) ] Yeah, Aye, Aye-o At Night I Cant Sleep, I Toss And Turn, I Get Lost For Words, Its Like I Lost My Nerves, It All Started With My Chick
to fight for your country When ask for ours, we get nothing I look for work and get my feelings hurt They got my back against the wall and my dick is
's my ropas, that's my nephew, That's my weeples, that's my nizzle Please believe me Go fa sheezy Off the hizzle Do ya thizzle Wit my niggas Rod and
I'm locked up, every mornin' I am prayin' for my son's safety One more day, I'd like to thank you for watchin' over my D O double G's And would you
three honies just to make me feel ri-zight My, my, my, my It's what they all say when they see the frozen ice They say, my, my, my, my Anytime they see
penny, you like penny '04 No disrespect to my favorite player ,niggas pray a nigg never see the day a nigg rich so i'm slayin nigg's (Chorus) This is for my
as a leaf, don't get into a beef And God be with you chief if you got gold teeth Some try to be hard, front and say I'm God Don't know a lesson say a
B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K L-Y-N is the place where I stay The B-to-the-R-the-O-the-O-K Place where I rest is on my born day Bust it, sometimes I sit back
my black right here See this is my B-L-O-C-K My Streets, and i got em on L-O-C-K I walk around wit G-L-O-C-K And ima keep it on C-O-C-K, Okay I represent
- come one, come all - I leave ya jaw hangin' New York City Slinger - Stark Nitty I'm straight like a flat chester with some low titties Plus my chain hangin' down to my
Scary are cops 'cause I carry the glock Look up at my eye boy, dare my to pop Hand me my Scotch, Scotch on the rocks 100,000 rocks for my ghetto blocks
2 me Talk 2 me [Wale] what up bankhead Hey lil mama whats your name Im wale but they call me great PRPS cover my eight's uhh, lemme switch my pace No rims on my Benz-o
big walk in the streets If everyone could see just how I see They'd function like a G' And walk that big walk in the streets, in the streets My God