I right, be tighter than pin stripes Born by mob boss, my flause in affect on the mic Keep it tight, with out a fight is raw, it's only right I know it's
nuff disto my presence Then I'm divine like the seven Keepin it tight cuz what safice is raw nigga, it's only right [Chorus x4] [O.C.] Microphone's
B.o.B] Well I'm gonna quit this crazy scene It's funny Cause this is what I waited to be Bein' on stage was amazin' to me But now I'm in the game, it
want to say I remember when [B.o.B:] Well, it's B to the O, O to the B You know it's the flow, you know that it's me, I flow to this beat As easy as
this crazy scene It's funny Cause this is what I waited to be Bein' on stage was amazin' to me But now I'm in the game, it ain't the way that it seems
tits if ya gettin right (Hey) Niggas- Grab ya dicks if ya gettin right (Ho) If gettin right is the only thing you wit tonite Ladies (Hey) Niggas (Ho) [Verse 2] Ma, it's
my rings borders It's full of queen and king's daughters, as clean as spring water 'F's for freakin, 'A's alright (yeah) 'B's for bottles that pop all
'm havin' But an addict yes I am, but i should act more like an adult It knows me It controls me And I'm still hurtin over pops, It consoles me Okay my
I'm a target But they know it ain't no stopping my gang, if I get it started My attitude on my shoulder, so respect it I ain't friendly It don't take
chorus) How many motherfucking times I got to tell you niggas Y'all can't fuck around with us, it's the year two motherfucking triple o It's a new motherfucking
trying to dig a hole in your jeans Now it seems, it's check out time [Chorus: 2Pac] We gotta go [2X] Gotta go, gotta go Yeah baby, hahaha, it's check it
it timin That's while I keeps on grindin (that's right) to the point where a nigga can't stop Too much feelin this shit, that's why I'm quick to peel
C.E..O.'s Put your mouth on this pistol nigga Put your mouth on the pistol! Hahahaha, yeah nigga no more pain Prison ain't changed me nigga, it made
in LA, it's the place to be You've got to be there to know it, what everybody wanna see (repeat 2X) Verse Two: Makaveli It's the, City of Angels and
together Shorty its only right that we ball together I'm into bigger things y'all niggaz y'all know my style Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow My pinky ring talk it
A. through the Bay; right? [scratches] [Mann:] Back up to back up in the mix like that (yeah!) And I know ya like it when it's just like that. (that!)
beat you wit my pistol like Kane did Charlie, It's T.O.N.Y.Y.A.Y.O., My whole clique got dough, my Os on the fly hole, C4s, we fly on linz, And my rocks
