Lock the street coming through with more rocks than Pete I'm into jewels I will not repeat Y'all obsolete, Sonya Blade y'all It's murder when they drop
rag on, let me throw my hood in the air Let me put 'bout two in the air Let me show these motherfuckers that I don't care It's a symphony composed of
tip of the knockers stay brick like rocks Figure if you drop ice here I don't stop 'Cuz it's twice as nice when it's frosted up Sweetness like this
-O I'll piss on you, let every toxic elements go All you pussies is fucked, call me now celibate Joe (ay!) Ay Slaughterhouse, let's go rock "Ed Sullivan
gray beard, transport for him Rockin' Nike at? Rastafarian burg, pipin' that Switchin' Benz's, ten carat nigga with gold lenses Frontin' like he's sittin
in the mouth Throw 'em in the yoke, then I knock 'em out No doubt, Freddie Foxxx files twenty shot auto glock Benny blind Puerto Rock style Wit' a twist
importante. I love raps, ?rocks?, and Ashanti. Now it's time to throw me in the mix with Beyonce. Crazy in love for the Golden Platty. Here's a drink
, I'll make you love it 'Cuz it's real and you bump it 'cuz it's tight Yeah, people make the world go 'round And it's a gang of us all gathered up in
m like Joe, and stay home for a while (Okay now) Mami, let's while out and have some fun for a while (Let's go) [Chorus x2] Yo, yo, yo... [Verse 2]
gon' take this little intermission To say what the fuck we got to say, y'know? (let me, let me here something then) It's like this dunn [prodigy] Infamous
got glocks, but let him learn about how them worms rock to the worms drop yeah you heard we rock, microphones by the masses you never smash it, I get
ride that I cannot stop Set up shop in Corcoran, connect the dots And for those that don't know, thats the Pen-East to Fresno Northeast to Bakersfield, "Let's
THE LLAMAS AT, THE SQUEALERS...IT'S NOTHIIIIIN A FEW FERRARI'S OUT THE DEALER....IT'S NOTHIIIIIN MAN IT'S SO EASY TO KILLA, IT'S NOTHIIIIIN Y'ALL ALREADY
(Chorus) These dudes better stay in they lane And get there brain on the right track. Now you gotta check your do-cane cash And you let ya mouth write
, J-Ro yeah Just let me know the time and I'll be there" I said, "I'm drunk, tired, hoe, for heaven's sake Let's go to Larry Parker's for a burger and
and we straight from Los Angeles Rap money Yo, what up? What's up nigga? What's goin' on? Hey, what's up Rae? Let's go half on a football team nigga
I run right through 'em like a big box of Trojan large Mc's tried to hang but it's a Brooklyn thang Poison slang, poison fang, poison pen, let me begin
bottom thats why they on my nuts, And they all got boyfriends, that's why they on the hush Plus I'm hotter then most, that's why they mouths droppin'