roll the smoke, hit the DJ, tell him play some Max B Could do a couple million if ya ask me Actually, I'm intact with my faculty Max in back of me in
[Chorus:] You have to battle if you want my ho Y'all can't have none of that, tell 'em what to say Max Say, no go Nigga tryna live comfortable Nigga
[Max B:] Dame Grease (it's ya boy Biggavel') Hollywood Ferg Fuck with' yo' boy, ow [Hook: Max B] Won't you hit me for them bitches dude, he pull up
a pimp and ya mother can't stand me Candy, brought her on her birthday Fuck is the PD3, niggaz is gettin' thirstay Lip Sing, dammit that's my joint Max
coke head niggaz runnin' round the game Poppin' them percs, shrooms Fuck with' ya boy bitch The Boss Don, oww Gotta love it Gain Greene, yeah That's it, huh [Max B
chain I leave you holly in the cheese lane holly molly go fuck your plea your chain for the better max do it for your boy you was riding in the jetta max
did 16000, these niggaz in the red with me Fuck you sue me, know we ridin' Hey Al Pac, what's good baby Menace from Lennox, fuck with' ya boy Max Biggavel
through the future see millennium Killa B's sold fifty gold, sixty platinum Shacklin' the masses with drastic rap tactics Graphic displays melt the steel like blacksmiths Black Wu jackets, Queen B
