This is an instrumental song. There is nobody singing!!!
hood but no signs say out Mental slave house where gats go off, I show off Niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off You should chill
back, bottles by the zone Twista finna get up on the track and spit it the way I do simp-a-ly because I like this song When I step up out the Maserati
rep niggaz stay mashin, big up my thugs on ? Forever gat snatchin everytime we see the cops passin Your team is has-beens, gaspin from the ass slashin The repz baby, time
ll BLOW any show, and if you diss you'll get yo' ASS KICKED Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach *repeat 3X to fade* [Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin RADIO (Turn it up
just put up your motherfuckin' hands, you know you're a fuckin' immigrant Put up your hands youknowhatI'msayin'? I'ma start this shit off like this, this time
guzzling hard Playing the corners with a washed up old-head Chant tunes by the Whispers Same corner where I banged at with niggaz Cops drive by and grin
or may not be friendly Good things have side effects, bad things benefits I wanna live until the endathis, universe [The Grouch] Universe [echoes and fades] .. Fucked up tunes
'm very ill Like Jimmy Z, posin naked for the FCC I'm not no basketball star, your girl watch me pee Clock me like cops, every time my sperm drops She
the hood but no signs say out Mental slavehouse where gats go off, I show off niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off You should chill
hell and stick it Put me on a kick butt - line up, times up This government needs a tune up I don't know what's happenin' - what's up Gun in my chest
pulled out a knife so i had to fleet. Called up the boyz went to her house Trashed the whole place through the bitch out. Police busted in were the niggas at We left just in time
thanking Virtuoso for not doing this solo hold up, cops roll up, gestapo stuff federalies in the alley wanting Jaz-O cuffed two miles, underground tricked them assholes up, you know!? [Hook x
put up your motherfuckin' hands, you know you're a fuckin' immigrant Put up your hands youknowhatI'msayin'? I'ma start this shit off like this, this time
out the hood but no signs say out Mental slavehouse where gats go off, I show off niggas up north, prison-ology talk, till they time cut off You should
