my folk you say it, aight then my folk [x4] aight then my folk [x6] [Baby D] If you riding caddies and you bouncing on deem spoilers, aight then my folk Yo baby
it all about them illaz, Well that's the way I put it down, R & D we faced the clown, Purple essence all around, See me and my folks we blaze the
ve come to take outside, nah do it right here Hop out later owning on everybody's home that you fuckin with Wheezy F baby, please say the baby Riding
My Folks Grumpy The Sweetest Thing, Ya Make My Socks Go Ding Me, I Like The Road Bumpy The Sweetest Thing, You Make My Hips Go Swing Oh I Do Do, Love It Baby
my chest Eat the Rich: take one bite now, spit out the rest So I called up my head shrinker And I told him what I'd done Said you'd best go on a diet
about you calling on my phone I fucks with the stripper versace on my zipper This the nigga Ro taper fade with the clipper I brought my partner for my
sixteen, my judgment was afreered And for my 18th birthday, they sent the blue wern I mean the blue warrant, my past pride's current While my attitude
every ring Piece and chains that hang down low to my dang-a-lang Stop that, cop that, I'm a baller baby Got the rims that poke out on the prowler baby
of sixteen, my judgment was afreered And for my 18th birthday, they sent the blue wern I mean the blue warrant, my past pride's current While my attitude
really wanna go, that's why I ask Lord bless my soul Had to stop hanging with hoes, even some my kin folk It's bad for my brain, bad for my blood, bad for my
ain't nothing but grass Now how you love this bezeltine and all this wood on my dash All this starch on my ass, and all this money in my stash And how
the shelf and I'll bust And if you wonder why my pants sag, I keep my pistol in my pocket Cause motherfuckers want to see me take my last dance But they
go I took you home, you took me in I knew I'd never be the same again Baby, isn't it funny how it started Well you know Your folks were sleeping soundly
Rest in peace to my mother Aquillah Beale Rest in peace to my father Salek Beale Rest in peace to my grandparents And thug in peace to my brother Seike
shit that peace started Cause I'm a cold hearted rider straight dunkin' never through with my streets Never hurt nobody but my heat East side brothers don't hear me though They'd
