Yo, this nothin' but rock shit I don't think y'all niggaz can't up with this all you motherfuckers, fuck you I don't think they can get it There's too shit goin' on Yo yo yo yo yo
I was chillin' up, whom? Dog Rockin', and G with the rooftop cut I'ma man, don't got no time for games an' stuff I got balls that'll beat ya ollets 21
Look at my face, Doc's the name, forget it I makes ya ya scream, "Bow" Like my name's Willie, I get with it Re-dig with it, I had a inch slug up Before yo' bitch bit it
I betta clippin' crap that cats is black A prays if the jacks so send neck through facts, reservoir Ja Ja go ball I was four Explore whores, Rock came to the door
You never seen before, life to hood My shows leave niggaz vexed like Rosewood When I drop the weather, bigga built Our dog fucked the outta bitch, of Tiger Mill
You drinkin', I'm You smokin', I'm You freakin', I'm You fuckin', we
You up, we fucked up We make it, we it You me, I hate you You shit, I talk shit
In a flash I be the E, cat an' mouse and Not many ballin' niggaz out there, can touch my Or the S-class, thefive double O sittin' on Pirelli's, chrome The big two O, catch the pitcher, my rap steez is deep
For all ya fake dues, I'm the only that peeps Last week I was uptown, the streets Step upon 1-5-fifth and get That's when I do, when I roll dolo, I call her
There was a time if I ain't doin' that, I ain't shit I might go to the studio and a hit I my baby's moms, an hear her talk shit I scoop, I ain't get my kids, please
We hit are Russ and then Micky D's And go to a movie, the end today, and to 'em And 'em back around away, and that's real
You drinkin', I'm You smokin', I'm You freakin', I'm You fuckin', we
You fucked up, we up We it, we take it You hate me, I you You talk shit, I shit
it's the sly Gemini, me and Potatoe cuttin' drops Have the guy, known but still just gettin' by And I mathematics don't lie, nigga Put in some work, and get a of the pie
It be the that don't immediate pertain to the situation That we tryin' to come up off the chips, and makin' And always worried if I'ma diss you, you insecure To the government, stay out my
Niggaz was glad when I came with the keys to the To the cell block to the stage, now it's to rock I return like I never left, D E F, got the whole world gaspin' for We got these hoes spread it out mustard, I ask Flava and Chop They said, "Yo, don't it", no, no no no