it, bout it, about to get fucked up Chorus [big ed] (fiend) I don't give a fuck, you don't give a fuck (we can get it on) We don't give a fuck, we '
me up in your legs and love you till your eyes roll back I'm tryna put you to bed ed ed tryna put you to bed ed ed ed ed ed. [J. Holiday:] When I'm
Ghetto, what's up 'Face big homie [Z-Ro:] I greet the Father, on my knees With a bowed head and a humbled heart, my conversation is have mercy on me
check the wrist, check the fuggle [Manny Fresh:] We doin big stuff rippin the grain and big trucks Sippin champaine with some ducks makin big bucks Wow
s right) Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (yeah) Niggaz just wanna know if your still gonna be on some
a hit. Can I flip it? I may get wicked as I rip it. To get specific: If the shoe fits, then kick it. It's for the gifted. Pump your fist if you wit it
Ide's it's an Old E thing baby Strictly some of that Hennesee Can I drink with you fellas? Can I get it on it? Fuck you capo. You ain't in baby. I
my blood. My dick get hard as a rock for big cash and bud. My niggas be on that white, my niggas be on that lean, my niggas be on them shrooms, my niggas
bout music Cause rumours I'm the new shit And guess what it's true bitch [Chorus:] We made it We made it We made it They hate us They hate us They hate
it, It be green to spend it just pack it Whatever you call it could do your math and work this magic, Get on the grind, in position to be the boss Niggas
get it on the low, (on the low), if its right there, I cant let that go (that go, I hope) ima hustla survivor struggler no lie, on dollars plus more.. [
they love him and they wish he was there He had it made like special-ed about to get the bread But chose to do something dumb instead Go to war with the crew on
bitch in gym class That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (Who Me?) Yeah bitch you so big you walked into big Tanny's and stepped on
Do wit it Tech can give it to you, but Whatcha Gon' Do? Rev can give it to you, but Whatcha Gon' Do wit it I can give it to you, Wha Wha Wha What What
Treat your troubles like colds Sweat it out, get it out So we can get in the right mode Let it out No need to pull on the throttle If I could bottle this
on the ride of life It's too late to get of, to get off We in the house y'all, we in the house y'all We about to get evicted, there ain't no lights
