, 90 fast investigators For flashy cars, the prison bars, menage a trois The playin' cards I swear it's hard, now drop Now drop Drop, drop, drop Now drop Drop, drop, drop
keep it real but it ain't shit for you to tell I smoked so much of this that I can't even hide the smell So drop Drop [x3] Now drop Drop [x3] We marijuana
we set the date, bet these niggas stand me up I?m down to earth like gravity, but man we up Women get around me and they cannot keep their panties up Your boy drop
my pop finger, pop off nigga Pop through, throw the drop, kick the lock off dump 'Fore them bodies drop out, six glocks in the trunk Chef boy supplying
With an it don't even matter mood And a "Fuck you, pay me" attitude I'm that young boy, that slung boy That'll have em saying, where you get that from boy
all over me Talking bout ?Hey boy what you goin do?? I don't, I don't Deny that she ain't gon be mine Cause she's an angel Good rich cause she's drop
cut it All these girls want this cash so I can't trust em 12 full of rhyme ... I got cars, I said shut up... rich ... my ears pop right here Where my ... dropped
' Spitful, Delightful, Iful The New Ice Cube Plus My Guns They Rock Mics Too So What's Good? Is You Crip? Or You Blood? Somebody Call Khaled Tell Em' "Ya Boy
what happening Looking so fly I don't smoke fry Got to be a G till the day that I die That's my big homie boy Lil Ke Boy you know I love you it's you
s to twenty three's FUBU on my chest, platinum Roley under my sleeve Riding V fucking 12's, keep the V-6 Me and Rich getting rich, add shocks into my
bitch fucking with Z-Ro Motherfucking Mo City Don bitch Yeah, I know y'all hate the way we stare at y'all face [Z-Ro] Rap game phenomenon, lyrically I drop
Force like that fill up in your jaw like the lights Warlords with the full force Drugs, a bitch and then it's a war Run for the rich and give to the poor
I walk in actin? fool Hell nah it aint no rules When, We Clubbin? Head to toe everything I got in is new Plus those you know we keep two And, We Clubbin?. [Chingy] Rich
the drop-top Jag How many niggaz wanna be me? Game is automatic Mandatory I sell To Live or Die, I survive, but with a story to tell Cause when you gettin some riches
next to me when we ride Plus Survival Money Making plans Pistol Closing hands Swollen Pockets Let me introduce the topic Then we drop it Expose Snakes
motherfuckers from the block (that's right) Them niggaz that's thirteen and fourteen Drivin Cadillacs, Benzes and shit (I see you boy) Young motherfuckin hustlers (make that money boy
that to an end [Verse 1- 50 Cent] That shit is oh, don't be screamin' get at me dawg Have you runnin' for ya life when I match ya boy I get to wavin'
