rumor's still hot The bro's get a hoe that you know is totally widdit There's no need to be discrete cause you know she won't admit it When I think back
you think you are, man? You know who you're fucking with the ic motherfuckin p, g Why don't you all step the fuck up before you get shot, boy Keep running
to get some wrack and be a drug lord Now stackin on my ends makin little dividends thinkin can I get away Lookin up to the gang bangers and they can't
'na get me They won't quit they just won't quick They try'na stick me with some shit that I didn't commit Fuck tha police {mr. ivan} Ain't this a bitch
Whatever you need Just step next door We fully equip with automatics Police detect us Lets roll, roll, roll And when you ride with Bone Don't you worry
sucka will kill you first and you will be layin' in the hurst Takin' a deep ass sleep knowin' it wasn't worth Provin' you wasn't a punk, niggas don't want
You don't want this money till it's rich. Buy my album! Call it by Dirty, set you free. Go against the grain? I gotta be. I know you don't recognize me
time for to bail in this [unverified] And the people see me when I'm tryin' to escape To get a breath or caught up But can't get you gun right, slain
when you hear it you gon' stop and think of me I wanna get to know you and be the reason you smile Girl you know where I'm from, you know how I get down When times get
Yeah, what you really know about that? I come like self bring a little back You want to build a stack? Nigga what's that? At least spend ten so I can get
get kill, leys get fried tonight and we can get blitz and jam some Bone and we can jam that Street Military, nigga bring it on and nigga, know you feel
, I'm going to live life like I want to live it and I don't care what anybody else thinks or anybody else says. But it wasn't until I was nineteen that
I die, give a fuck you niggas sick of me No matter what the fuck you faggotts do You can't get rid of me. (Ali) Peace, to my cousin Trife, up next The
chips I'm the whole damn party mix I'm the chick that doesn't seem all too classy You can't party with me but you can kiss my It ain't nothing but a
chips I'm the whole damn party mix I'm the chick that doesn't seem all that classy You can't party with me but you can kiss my ass It ain't nothing but
institution. What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What did you care? What did you know? What
If you wanna fuck, then we can turn it out. You in love. (chorus) (over chorus) [girl] Baby, I want you to fuck my homegirl. Baby, you like the way I
don't need you, you Bill Parcells And you ain't got to empty your pockets when the K's out Whatever you holdin is mine, you my PayPal See I don't get