Hey! Yeah! po For all my niggas locked under the cell this gangsta mash All my niggas turn this shit up in Heaven While niggas was alive it was hell Gotta
cocktail stains on your G.Q. slacks you'll show you're clever go blow some lingo out your ass libido takes over all the shit you learned in school techno
[Shyne] P-O, nothing more to it I'm gully, what, I've really been through it From the stoupe to the coup and anything in between I carry a sleet through
