only gets more intense (it only gets more intense) All the pressure's on your neck (you feel me, you feel me) So Bad Boy (so Bad Boy) I'm richer bitch
[Hittman] Xxplosive, West coast shit My nigguh-ish ways attract, girls that used to turn they back <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni
The summer days and west coast dreams, I wished would never end A young boy and his father, Idol and best friend I'll always remember Those were the best
out, camouflage under my vest B Motorbike, fast cars, broads and jetskis Rule #1, keep your eye on your cash flow Cause rule #2 will get rid of your best so None of 'em best
Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek...Memph Bleek [Verse 2: The Game] See what the problem is too much east coast dick lickin And everybody tryin to do their best
(feat. Lil Wayne And The Clipse) [Lil Wayne:] Money to be made best believe a nigga glockin' I run it myself like a quarterback option I pitch her
Now lets go, Mexico? thats where we next to go Do it like his mama, make him eat his vegatables C-call me a stage mom, boy you best a blow Or you can
again [echoes] [Chorus: x2] Shawty asked me what time it is? I said it's fifteen minutes past the diamonds bitch In Laflare, in the cockpit, Gucci the prophet Bel Air shoppin, West coast
like a U-Haul truck Then run and tell them ducks you heard Hovi new shit He and the boy Phar-real make beautiful music He is to the East coast what Snoop
Last time, I thought we had this talk Boy, you were getting ready to leave I thought that baby you were done Cause for a while, you could barely look
molded I got my loaf, I got my toast Chaperone of the south, I got my coast. Yea And unll I die I'm Da. Da Da Da Da. Da BEST RAPPER ALIVE
beast Hailin from the big East Coast Where niggaz pack toast Home of the drug kingpins and cut throats (Hey boy, you's the rude boy on the block You try
I don't know why I mention And if I don't pay no attention I'm cool (Real niggas do real things) (Real niggas do real things) Sure as my chronic is the best