go, Haters goin down for the count. [Verse 1: B.O.B.] Cheaa Yessir it's the beat from decatur, Can't see in the knees of a hater, Real sharp on my thing
and understanding thats 360 degrees, 95 to 5 P-E-R-C-E-N-T, only a few real niggas plus so many walk with me, hell yeah i wear the holy corona in the good book
s three in the morning, in the kitchen cooking oz.s Block to bleed, niggas to feed, if I drop' em on 12 comin back 21 It's 80 sippers out the book, I
in tha .5th in ya mouth, Jack! {50 Cent! } [50 Cent:] I said I'm 'bout it, 'bout it! - I'm 'bout it, 'bout it! I push the coupey you see in books a
hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Hustle, hustle, hustle, hard Closed mouths don't get fed on this boulevard [Ace Hood] Okay, I'm booked
his! say go cinderella go cinderella orgasm blush lipstick ? devil in a tight dress girl you a killer and ain't nobody realer and ain't nobody realer
the caucasion rapping Just Blaze on the track What the fuck is more amazing than that slut Answer me that, Royce where you at? [Royce da 5'9":] I'm right
t even pay respect to my stepdad when he died So finally got a release bid and I slide back to the county Back to the 5-5 ride fore I touch back home
. hahaha ha I?m on everything (x5) Syrup. Painkillers. Cigarette. Weed. Hennessy. Vodka. hahaha ha I?m on everything (x5) [Royce Da 5'9"] I?m on syrup
house with the caucasion rapping Just Blaze on the track What the fuck is more amazing than that slut Answer me that, Royce where you at? [Royce da 5
The rap game hip hop 101 the hardest 9 to 5 you'll ever have. you cant learn this shit in no history book you ready to rap mutha fucker you ready to sell
automatic Rhymes are plenty, styles are many Yeah, and that's as real as Jimmy sticking Jenny If anybody knows a trick to slip my wig With a lick or real
from here you can walk it out (Alright) You ain't hood if you don't know what I'm talking about (Weezy) I'm so hood [Verse 5: Lil Wayne] I'm so Hollygrove
a blow cause of my dope rhyme Coulda never told I'd be singing when it's showtime Solar eclipse back when son got no shine 5 years later I arrive, no
hustlin one'z, tussle wit thieves Makin moves, second to none, I locked it, uh Made a sudden move you got bit Flooded wit the double R, real street shit
knees in shit, man. Aynsley: Really. Guy From Alabama: There's all kind of shit, now about . . . all smokin' shit . . . [5:00] Massimo: And now, we
jeans, a t shirt and fresh chucks Walked out the store, looked left, oh no Ran back in the store, here comes the 5-0 So I ran real quick, made a move
