with, that's all she wrote It's stupid how I go in knowin' everybody knowin' that I'm Sewing up the game, destroying life, they hate me for it Eventually, see they can't beat
reasons? I'm a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch Better trust than believe 'em In the cut where I keep 'em Till I need a nut, till I need to beat
put together in the dungeon I'm lookin' for a UK chick with a nice onion Never beat it up like Paul Bunyan And I can't believe they let an American werewolf
) Okay, let's do this (The Watcher) Things just ain't the same for gangsters But I'm a little too famous to shoot these pranksters All of these rap singers
'tcha disappear? There's so many hoes in here I understand you got issues but I really don't care There's so many hoes in here Yea, yea, yea, I know you rap
mic doggone it I like hogging it. Flow so wet I'ma take this beat tobogganin. I'm water logging it, I'm sogging it. Pull your verse out the beat and
It's about a hot beat, a hot beat It's about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives
I was bumping yo' songs when nobody else played it When I was up in Hot Beat in Atlanta steady giving daps Fetching niggas drinks but I never got to rap
't ya average cat, I'm something like a savage gat Came up in the jungle and adjusted to this habitat I'm sick of niggas garbage raps I ain't bout to battle rap
[50 Cent] N-gga we not playing zero tolerance for that fake sh-t get shot playing, that's how we on it yeah its rap til we start spraying when you see
do, rap, ball, man, selling cds, come on man, don?t hate, we back, [chorus] Im a champion, so amazing undefeated, who can see him, who can beat him,
the soil By now you deep in, the slowest whip I got is a V-10 Some M?s on stash, at least 10 For what it worth god, hard work always beat talent If talent
dancin' all over the beat, it'll jump off the page and spit itself Yes, it's the best thing I could do right now Doodi for you is to rap So I'mma fuck
Anywhere I want, private jet in and out Whip brand new, you know what Tim about Ferrari 5-99 Windows Tinted out I-I-I'm the man m-my beats is crazy You
drippin, look in the mirror you's a fat kitten pussy They say the Lord closes windows, to open doors Nigga don't make me open yours Seen hearts beat through, open sores Subliminal rap
ain't never giving in again, caution to the wind, complete freedom Look at these rappers, how I treat them, so why the fuck would I join them when I beat
no mess Papa don't, papa don't Papa don't, papa don't, papa don't Papa don't take no mess, hey, hey Papa digs the chick If she look real slick Papa rap
! Wo-yoy! Wo-yoy-yoy-yoy! Feel it in the one drop; And we'll still find time to rap; We're makin' the one stop, The generation gap; Now feel this drumbeat As it beats