bricks or snow, niggaz will fuck you like a dirty hoe Kick yo' door and put you and your babies on the floor See you in public fuck who with you let the thang go A nigga tell you don't let business turn personal Fuck
and break it off [P. Did] And if it's too hot for y'all? [Rhymes] You need to take it off [P. Did] In case you ain't knowin niggas we on a roll now [
flow sounds used Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules Whenever I travel the world I landcruise If you choose to fuck around you get bruised Now I got you
money market I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what? Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy Oops, you almost had me, geesed
Dre, NWA, Eazy-E and Ren fuck what you say **** * *** for them niggaz up north ghettoboys we was like "Fuck the law! Dubcee nigga **** *** we thought you
flex with a Uzi or 12 gauge And you love the game,that's why you boast Because you're high priced,high speed.high post You're a high roller The high
fall Watch your head roll off like volleyball So all you motherfuckers down with the fly guy Look me in the face,like you're strong when you walk by And all you
me if you knew better You choose better, you know? You think wrong, you think wrong, bitch Problem is, bitch, you can't swing a slow bat at a fast pitch You fuck
I know, I know it couldn't have happen without you, without you , uhu, without you, uhu I know it couldn't have happen without you, without you, without
Hell, I want to show how you all look like beautiful stars tonight You've got to feel it Aw, you soundin' good They say we can't be livin' like this
fucking awesome, applaud him Everyday a star is born (Can you say New York City?) Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey Everyday a star is born (Can you
him, his flow on renegade Fucking awesome, applaud him (Can you say New York City?) Everyday a star is born Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey (Can you
got big bags of smoke, You fuck niggas dont call my phone unless you wanna buy some dro, I got birds like atlanta zoo, bitch you a fool, I got goons
Babylon gangster, Hollygrove hustler You don't look familiar, roofers done kill you Gun shots will open up two bucks and then drill you Jump off my wheel and then the mailman will kill you
just thought that you miss me a little when I'm gone Yeah, that you miss me a little when I'm gone Hey, you just tell me what you down for, anything you
get money to kill time, dead clocks You're fucking with a nigga who don't give a fuck Empty the clip, then roll the window up Pussy niggas sweet, you
beautiful day (We the future) I'm in love it's a beautiful way (We the future) I dont care what the weathermen say (We the future) It's a beautiful day I'm free as a mother fucking
And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules So when you play with us y'all niggas just