When you've got no more assurance Than a great big hunk of lead If you don't respond to romance Jack, you're dead! When a chick is smiling at you Even
F.B.I. for transport of Sucker MC's across the Syndicate borders No, they can't give me no time, cause it's my rhyme Everlast, get funky for me one time
at you and tell it fetch I'm f**king her good, she got her legs on my neck I get p**sy, mouth and ass, call it triple threat When I was in jail she let
was safe in a common place Showcase your finest is losin' fast in the horse race Two face, gettin' defaced out, like Scarface Throw your roll money let
it's 'bout time little Layzie let 'em know now Take it to the streets and let the pump, pump go pow Take my style, let me show you how I go wild Now
m talkin' 'bout? Well, it's big Bun B now, baby, Mr.Woodgrain With diamonds up against them ballin' through your hood, mayne And I'm smokin' on some good
Intro] [Crowd chants "Bun B!" for first 10 seconds] [Verse 1 - Bun B] I do this shit for Pimp C bitch (bitch), so what the fuck is up? (up) Step roll
and you alone, boy, let's take our time Ain't no need to rush, we'll do what's on your mind So can I roll with you? You can roll with me It's what you
It's going down, Bun B baby Big Tuck baby, you know what time it is The Texas take over, know I'm tal'n bout Ay yo Tuck, time to show these boys how
Range Rover Where I kept me somethin rolled, I'ma chain smoker No discrimination my nigga, if you broke But they still ain't attributed to good smoke B.Y.O.B
know where you can stick it I say this to myself, I let him do his thing Or he might beat me down just like he beat down Rodney King I got pulled over
says B.O. Dubb I roll in the scene like a monster truck I throw down hard to get my point across And if you don't like it, you can kiss my what Let's
platnium (platnium) and your gold grillz homie same clothes 3 days and them guls still on me (yea) i roll wit romeo so they treat me like a king (king
and I'm voted the nigga of the year. (KOTTONMOUTH KINGS) Hold me down let it loose when I rip call it truce Feelin' good, feelin' fine, hit him off every time, let
swallowed, I gets hip hop head/ Let me your baby' Daddy, I keeps bread/ And please don't get it misunderstood, I'm from the 'hood and it be good to be
they be missin' me and missin' you Get on the mic and let's show them like we used to You say fuck, that yo holmes, fuck this I'm the king Ad-Whammy,
the cameras on so I got to show off I put your sister on, I knock your bro off We just spit snowballs catch it in your face b-tch Good game Wayne mayne
you Time changed for the good Niggaz in the hood be comin' up feel it Can you set it off, for again, you know you should Yo let's that this s**t back