it might just be your time to that ride Tto them pearly white gates watch that suicide [Vado] Who am I? nudy fly with a cutie pie Burning pot, turtle
sometime Youngsters, don't let these videos geese your mind It ain't cool to end up deceased for shine And if you can't get the whole pot, just take a piece
tha gray tape when he counted to most he really had my back and if I fell off he got me Back on track he said why you out there sellin pot of pack stracks
I fail to mention that peace to all crews that want some peace first the Mid then the West then we slide through the East a piece to any crew that want a piece
in the gate I stick a nigga for his shine sell em' back the next day You thought I really wanted ya pussy bitch please This is stash house, jack pot,
the gate I stick a nigga for his shine sell em' back the next day You thought I really wanted ya pussy bitch please This is stash house, jack pot,
poppin' real niggaz know the deal We Bad Boys, anywhere we at we smoke and kill You try to stop it, get yo' shit broke up in twenty pieces We roll deep
help me get it Crunk, Crunk Everybody up in here let me see ya Bounce, Bounce If a nigga trippin we gone make them heaters Buck, Buck Dime pieces let
clamour of the crowded streets People come and take their chances Sometimes you win sometimes you lose a lot Come make your own contribution to this melting pot
wanna talk, I just wanna beef I don't want a piece, I want it all baby boy I don't wanna eat, I wanna feast up? rough piece of shit You done weak, I'm
let no territories homie You got to get up, get out and get something, that's what they told me Back in the days didn't have a pot to piss, went to throw
I just wanna beef I don't want a piece, I want it all baby boy I don't wanna eat, I wanna feast up? rough piece of shit You done weak, I'm the one,
how she shop 500 for the flip flops 'cause they ain't Reebok I'm the boy from the block with the very large knots Gotta spot in the hood, no sofa just pot
you want to You know that you want to, I know what'chu gonna do [Gucci Mane:] 10 and a half, 30 bags in a drought (Gucci~!) Gucci run the 6 with a pot
national t.v. see that's homeboy tryna be so hard I'm a grown ass man you a lil bitty boy.what street nigga wear three piece suites with cufflinks, tiesand
your feet up, gotta keep your heat up Sweet n*ggaz running 'round swearing sh*t is sweeter Once you're tagged lame the game is follow the leader Everybody want a piece