never forget me My reputation is solid gold And my street cred is all polished y'all Known as th little boss hog in the hood Boy in my hood I'm a superstar
mine is Summer You use credit I rubberband wrap my hundreds We got in common is minumum right next to nothing And I think thats what sumblimaly keeping you coming Back
'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel, I even got red wings I'm headed to the ball, me and three prom queens My life's prom night and guess who's the Prom
that's funny, I'm in the back of that 'bach And you know I got nobody writin my raps So fall back little kid, you ain't Fresh Azimiz I'm in my bachelor
50 too F*ck a relationship we through No more Source with street cred, them days is dead Dre's got A-Ks to dave mase's head Every issue there's an
give in no time {"You got") Crime niggaz who designin my commitments See I honor this my niggaz I committed no crime {"You got") Good credit and plans
Let's work Non stop let's rock let's work Make you feel good too Don't stop I see you let's work It's that dirty money Uh, How fly is he Your baby momma
) It's yo' time I'm a give you the blueprint Ain't nobody harder We got money in the matress, old money I got credit cards, Gucci got cash money [Gucci
all my heads at? you slept at the fact that we crept back set the factors straight the only dead rappers are penned at the papers and no cred actors those
, guru Gimme some more music in the headphone Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening Let's do this thing (let's do it right this time) C'mon H, O V A I got my mojo back
Make it lay down Make it go to bed Make it go to sleep Like D-bo Who needs jumpin' cred That's a headlock It's what I said I got The whole game is Like
Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the chinchilla swooshes Anyway that's some other shit; And it's a shame I'm so filthy now my great grand daughter mother
to world? It's time to give credit To the person who's the limit, although she's never said it To whom I am indebted, who cuts the final edit She's my
I hope it's worth it You're the star when my sky is searching for it's light I won't wish upon ya, cause baby I got ya Our future is bright, I'll love
Notorious tried to warn us We watched, so many Biggie backed off of {ha ha ha} Biggie's back and 'Pac's, landmarks, history in rap Statistically in fact; it's
cry over Never shoulda' came within Range of my Rover Shoulda' known i was trouble soon as I rolled up, Any chick who's coming up after I blind fold her, To still come back
the boys on my back I got all the bitches screaming And the boys on my back I got all the bitches screaming And the boys on my back On my back Who says uffie's
Looking for something pretty, you can em it's not this [Chorus] [Yelawolf] Pray on my God, I believe it's too hard dont reach for the dogs who believe