thieves be out Mighty Mighty D Block homie thats who we are Ive been known to give it to chicks in the back of the car Plus Im g'd up whatcha think I
ain't no little girl no more, no that's for sure, yup, booty like oh Wanna work it like a big girl, lets explore Now drop it to the floor, baby get raw You know I like
isn't one, girls is like buses every 15 mins they run, man they like potato chips I just can not have one, and I might like you for a minute, but I dont like
block That's when I saw this beautiful girlie who was just walking I picked up my car phone to perpetrate like I was talking You should've seen this
I'm feelin' for whoever test me, pity for whoever second guess me Know how to ?manhand'? it's real as it get Feelin' my shit, straight through the cealin' with this Bet your block
writin this rap From even, a tire that snap, I'm light in the sack I tell you how I feel and that's part of the deal I'm like, Seagal with the steel
me plotting for more, picture this, nigga Do you like it? Wanna do the things that I do Tell me, do you want it? Wanna know what it's like in my shoes
sing I like it when you sing That lets you know somethin's comin' Oh, it's comin', aww, man somethin's comin' I like this sound of this somethin's comin
s the deal? Cant' ya see how a nigga feel? And let me know if you gon' ride tonight Cause this paper we makin' is real, all day [Verse] It's like that
this girl gave me head for free Cause they see, who I'ma be by like 2003 That Nigga D took it there He thought it was a joke He went through like 20
' it Before you niggas thought of the block I been through with it Keep confusin' this music shit, die for some foolishness Frontin' like you a hardware usin' bitch You hit the block
yell rawhide Front line is pussy, call off sides I'm focus but my hand is cross-eyed I left my gun home, here borrow mine Pop the nine like a judge 'All rise' This
me in every resident Early, I skip breakfast Nigga be on his grind like he need new brake pads We in the hood like black soap and dollar vans My CD's in 3-D
Loon] Why niggaz lie like that? Know they ain't fly like that Niggaz get fried like that And you don't wanna die like that Have your momma cryin like
clouds and white suits fill my vision Watching my life go down, like Christian Listen hear them bullets rang, shotguns and mac millis Spraying like a hurricane in this
we hop and then we swizzerve A lot of homies like to wear the pizzerm Hair longer than hers, sharp with the fizzur Doggy dizzog you know I like 'em dizzog Like
't be a player, wanna kill myself, trust Chorus w/ variations I been on this road for a long time now At time it seems like the road is never gonna end On this
Well it seems like our bad boys have theirselves in a bit of a jam Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall Well, let's see how Rob B.O. handles this
