s, I walk like I'm supposed But if they get in the way they get stepped on It's the hundred-thou with the bling kept on Dippin' on my semi-automatic weap
up your motherfucking back I'm certified in the streets, O.G. status Throw some'ing on the stage, let the whole front row have it Fully loaded semi-automatic
sag Blue and gray when I'm in your face, and everytime a nigga pass by Looking at my ice so hard, look like they got some glass eye Wish a nigga would
motherfuckers, just for crossing that line My only company is lonely mess, cause most of These niggas be fake, and I can't stand phoniness Can't even look me in my eye
you nigga, two hundred fifty on concrete Moved patiently and silently, you dialing nigga [Chorus] [Z-Ro] I watch my life pass me by, in the blink of an eye
me" Am I sick, or am I just another victim? Unloadin my clip, I'm watchin every bullet spit when I kick em Niggaz die from automatic gunfire Your time
an outlaw. Chorus repeats Code 3. Attack formation. Pull out your pistols. Keep an eye out for the devils cuz they itchin to get you. Mercy to this madman screamin kamikaze in tongue. Automatic
ah. while sitting in traffic, colin thinks in automatic he's an immaculate dresser, he's the common aggressor he's a modern retard with a love of bomblast keeps his eye
chill up on park benches My 20 block radius think we need some barb wire fences Stop bitch niggas like you from easily trespassing Nickel nine shine on your eye
Eye-Kyu: Check it out, Eminem: Hey Kyu! Eye-Kyu: Chorus: It's a broke day but everything is ok (It's ok) I'm up all night, but everything is alright
. Silence in the room Click, click, click my Jimmy Choos, Ms. Center of Attention And everybody's chick is wishin' They had that Eye action Always attackin' Swagg is oh so automatic
Heath is riding shotgun aimin at the paper sky And I am only ?I am? now I?ve opened up my eye I am only ?I am? that I?ve opened up my eye Sometimes
, pap-pap-krack three frat college boys flat, dead on they back and they lady tryin to hide behind the dead fat guy just got one plucked in her eye (
you see me on the dope train I'm the dope man Cigarettes in my right hand Ready to make a stand Old folks scared of eye gain Out the window pane
the ceiling Looking in my mirror, the image isn't clear I feel as if a little girl is standing at my rear Then I awake at the blink of an eye Voices from
is so crafty No laughter, I do that after I get the dough bastards I get the dough faster, what if I flowed faster Like... oh Nancy the flow's plastic, automatic
cruisin' with guns I shall be the one who burn the block up Never miss when I distribute anger up out my Cali' Hundred shots automatic Leave ya hopeless