see a nigga Little Z slippin' So with one hand the kid'll be whippin' But with the other hand the kid'll be grippin' I let three four Sail through ya
: you went to school to learn, girl Things you never, never knew before... Jermaine: like I before e except after c... Michael: and why 2 plus 2 makes four
a cellphone Stickin to my word now I'm velcro, Hell No! I ain't gone stop one minute better than I ever been Before it was just a scrimmage, No the boy
goofy, absolutely Cause my passion suits me So blast the tunes please I see the world with four eyes Hip-hop tour guide Hear the war cries: rap or die I just wanna get signed Drive a four
like they did before The radio's playing loud but it's not our song Suddenly he's all alone with you He's looking in your eyes like I wanted to I knock four
?t go away The coins you bring Left footprints Blind thirst And Braille liquor My bed is stained With fractures Year after vitiated year Four corners
hearts been tied, my souls been glued the whole block know who I roll with too them bitches all dimes and you autobooth I guarantee our change whatever we go through I told you before
Real nigga music Hey man the industry is so mothafucker dirty Watch out for these labels Make sure you know what your doing before you sign a contract
Every mornin' I wake up I start my day off wrong, Firin' up that kush before I even put my clothes on. Load my Glock .40 before I even wash my face, I
wrote me this prescription Ain't no body got to burn my ass out Still rolling in that three double o With my name in my girll on top of fours And I'm
got to many boyfriends thinkin you lovem from the heart you just tryin to get into their pockets you's a gold digger actin like you down like four flats
daily smoking and sipping When you see us out in public, we got dime pieces with us And we look like we chilling, but it's four or five pieces with us
dead So I hustle to breathe freely, and see another day For the sake of my unborn babies, I keep a K Trying to make sure the McVey name, repeat and repeat Before
you niggaz are gon burn It get hotter than lava, when it come down to the dolla And I gotta have it, by any means necessary Guaranteed to see a million, before
gon witness me clowning When you give a nigga a inch, they try to take the whole ruler After my inches, nothing but the forty-four ruger Who am I, Z-Ro
me, outstanding with my family From me and Z-Ro and Lil' Flex at the grammy Boss player from Texas, you could tell by the necklace We gone break these hoes on four
Ain't no more breaking a leaf, ain't nothing but that dro man Mess around and get too tipsey, you'll be on the floor man Popping up, until I feel about as strong as four