fuckin rappers then show up at the burials I don't mean to worry y'all, but I want y'all gone and this M-16 is the only way to hurry y'all Here's my last
Traduction: Styles. Ne pas Y'all Wanna Fuck.
Venus E-valuate this rap, take heed a fuckin genius Up in the sky, up high, don't puff lye Do you smoke crack Sam? Prepare to fuckin' die Fuck Crazy Joe
on the mic Because overall I'm iller than you all Y'all pussy Never ever gone for it all You scared of a little risky coaching call What happened? I thought you were the know-it-all
when they walk up on me Y'all don't know me, some of y'all rappers think y'all know me This nigga right here don't give a fuck though, so I suggest you
am [Hook - 2x] I know they told y'all, deep down South we don't play Don't get too close, cause nigga I'm gon spray Everyone of y'all, piss me off and
Mama and Papa Screw, like they supposed to Don't forget, don't nobody own shit but those two That go for friends and foes too, bitches and hoes too Don't
the streets (y'all don't really want it) Keep the heat with me (so don't run up on me) All my people see (y'all don't really want it) Betta not fuck
this All dime hoes on your list Huh, that shit would be nice, but your name ain't Ice Nigga trip And screw the style and so on, rock you softly How you
ain't about all that bullshit y'all been hearin' for the last two or three years, you know what I'm sayin'? There ain't no more motherfuckin'cheerleading
bitch head (C'mere baby, Wessyde!) Understand this, ain't no nigga like me, fuck Jay-Z He broke and I smoke daily (come on y'all) baby let's be friends
you [Chorus - 2x] [2Pac] I don't wanna talk, I don't want no explanations I don't got no motherfuckin explanations, y'knahmsayin? It's the thug in me Don't
Bad Boy, Then fuck you too. Chino XL, fuck you too. All you mother fuckers, fuck you too. (take money, take money) All of y'all mother fuckers, fuck
Nobody likes me Nobody likes me, but that's okay Cause I don't like y'all anyway ... And I don't like y'all anyway Fuck all y'all!! My watch talk for
quit playing bitch get in My earring saying we can hit the mall together Shorty its only right that we ball together I'm into bigger things y'all niggaz y'all know my style
ain't nothing changed same ginen same linen Fuck the don shit, nigga I'm an armed convict I live wild beat cases before a trial Grand jury style I'm foul
