noise Listen to me Listen to my voice Oh oh oh oh I?ll be on the road, and no, you can?t tag along I?ll be coming home Listen to this song Listen to me
My youngins get it fucked up when ya?ll talk about the game Like it?s designed in their favor Like it ain?t outlined for them to waiver Their rights for
start listenin', and what I'm givin' them The drug that they brain need Them niggas sick of hip-hop so they appointed me And I invened but the IV inside of me
be rollin chrome,In the P.E.N.T. my attitude was shown, kuz ive never been friendly, you should leave me alone, but if I S-L-I-P and my brains get blown just listen
it get em so moist Navigation one button activated by a voice You can call me the king cause I got so many toys My favorite designer Louis Vaton I'm a
your times up clock is ticking, your caught slippin' stop to realize, look and listen I'm controller of my destination gotta change my mind to help me
[Hook] Listen to precision *scratching* Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision Listen to precision *scratching* Listen to pre-ci-ci-ci-cision Listen to precision
and girls no shoes on their feet; all the men who leave home dying in the war zones and the women do it all they own. It reminds me of the ghettos right
for women But mine aside, so why you tellin your same ?? When niggas ain't have shit, tell me who's the one that ride We gon' ride ride though, you can call me
3: Layzie Bone] Make me push this panic button nigga We moving like the Panthers in the sixties Khaki suited booted my thugs recruited You wit me nigga you wit me
well I take care of that That's just some chump change you ain't gotta pay me back I've seen alot of women in my life but you the coldest Test me and
can't dream No desire or circumstance keeps it from me One by one, to department stores, we walk through the aisles In a forest of designer clothes, you touch me
still just lose their life that's so unfortunate Trail blazin me since my mother started raisin me Hit you with the powerful shit that sometimes amazes me
your nipples and your feminine fat I checks for you baby whatchu gon do There's a party at my crib designed just for me and you Let me let my crew know
over beats son while I smoke your Phillies all the way down to the last one (HAH) Yo watch me skyrocket (HUH) Prop me for my flow then get your hand out
leave me sailing this lonely ocean (Busy, hotthead) Girl... listen me Gyal... come hug me up, hug me up, hug me up Mi miss di way yuh kiss me and love