[PJ] Mind on a Rover, shine when I wanna Girlies on my dick, cause I rhyme like Hova P busting, till my casket drop Ecstasy got me higher, than an astronaut Going hard like Carmelo, or maybe Lebron Flipping crack, like a cheerleader flip a baton I'm a Don, my lyrics leave you dazed and stunned Niggaz thought that I was finished, but I just begun Taking trips in my jet, in my private plane And I got more enemies, than Saddam Hussein Boss Hogg Outlawz, yo we running the game Try to stop my committee, put a hole in your brain Federalies wanna see a nigga, locked in chains Got some killas on my team, that'll pop them thangs Most niggaz lame, and think with they dicks Any bitch I fuck with, gotta have benefits My hoes break tricks, and bring it back to me Know you suckers gon hate, but I still remain G Your team move grahams, my team move tons My team count G's, your team count ones No time for sleep, I'm in a hustler zone You wanna plot with them stones, I got a million dollar phone All on my own, it's me against the world It's a must I provide food, for my baby girl Hypnotic got me calling Earl, I'm throwing up Yeah my P.O. she a trip, got me pissing in a cup Me broke nigga what, I fuck with made niggaz Street smart wise guys, them know how to save niggaz I scribble on my sheet, to the very last line Like 8-Ball and G, pimping my own rhyme Watch me put it down, my lyrics gon touch ya PJ bitch, the motherfucking rap hustler
[Hook x2] PJ, in the do' Got my mind on my money, I ain't playing no mo' PJ in the do', Boss Hogg is the click I claim Niggaz listen to the shit I bring, I'm on top of my game
[PJ] Spit lyrics, that'll burn the mic If this rap shit was crack, it'll burn your pipe Every line that I spit, yo I word it right You lil' boys still rookies, better earn some stripes Fuck stars and dykes, Puerto Ricans and whites Black hoes too stupid, wanna fuss and fight Like Tina and Ike, bitch I'm running the show If your ass don't like it, get your shit and go Let a hoe be a hoe, I ain't losing no sleep I'm trying to get rich, fuck playing with a freak You niggaz too weak, wanna cuff and chase em Like Jay-Z, PJ replace em Numbers erase em, on my god damn phone I done gave you some dick bitch, now leave me alone Once again it's on, I'm bout to step out the booth PJ the rap hustler, hell yeah I'm the truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
