, made it, soaken wet Drippin puddles on the floor as I walk into the door mad vexed I guess that was the reason why I slept Cause to my left I saw a sight that
Can I get a squiz at between where u hips at Word is barry bonds, that's how long I'll hit that Sit back heres a drink, sip that Don't skull it and vomit
the trigger and damage ya Boom, taking life more serious I may sound lyrical and very mysterious Rhymes are grip tight, no grams to kill more A son of Sam, how could I begin more
take the game to new heights You're my number one draft pick, Madonna classic No look dunks to the basket Yeah, yeah, that's mine, that's mine... [Chorus
me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat, how he go out like that? Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin I ain't believe that, pa, he helped
Well known gangstas, in trust That we bust Your heart and soul lies with us Boldly go where we once took a nigga before Now the motha fucka beggin for more