say die harder. I've got my TV on channel zero all night long. My volume knob's turned up to eleven... 4, 5, 6... 24/7. Everybody wants a redder red,
Cadillac, 24 K's And I'm tryin' to get that gwhop like twenty-four days Need a solid gold bitch like 24K And I ain't got a job, can I catch me a break
the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [?] Real sharp on my thing like a razor blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape up But
from the caterz K, C's, dem men, and dem hataz [? ] Real sharp on my thing like a razor Blade come clean like a shape up So guess I got a game of tape
[Fabolous] Check my resume, look back at my past to this present day Always been a pirate who been tryna find what treasure lay Castle on the hill, far
the bus now the boy boy jets Cause k.I.d.s. got me buzzing like a fucking hornet They say I got next Tell them that I got now It's all disney boy, my
[Dappy:] Yeah it's D A P's To The Y and it's time for some, look it's time for some excercise I mean sexercise! I ain't On Buying you flowers I'm on
and place my bets And hope I'll always win Even if I don't I'm fucked because I live a life of sin But it's alright I don't give a damn I don't
off that martin show tina. Shawty always looking fly everytime I see her. I might let my shawty drive my beemer. Me I'm a be on my passenger side. other
zone 4. Kick game on rebitz, bonjour, winter time, all clear, summer time, different shore. This a different motor man better go to work, rapper tryin trade places like a
nikka! (Put a make up on dem nikkas, show em how fuckin' freaks they are, nikka!) 2007's owned nikka! (East to tha West) A young nikka's turn, nikka (It's
po' up together Nigga you cried on my shoulders and I cried on yours Yeah you rode on my enemies, so I ride on yours But it's a different day and time
a believer Have these niggas catching bullets, like wide receivers Bitch I hit a lick, bought a Lac hit a switch You can ask these niggas trick, S.L.A
a money making machine dollars no pennies Nigga please, it's me and my niggas my fucking g's R.I.P. to Robert Davis on a fresh set of 3's S.U.C. to the
, seem like every time a brother fin to reach the top Shut the fuck up, heaven always has a road block, another real nigga drop And it's always close
in my face Cause they got, a little cheese I'ma be on my way, to pay one of these days Ready to bust, one of these A to the K's Can't even count, how