Remember I'm a man of Respect (remember) Remember Santana was next Now its not techs, its checks And fancy collects I want his wrist, fist, whole had, jammed with bagguettes Pose for the camera man Me and Santana man Word to my grand ma He one bad mamma jamma, dam So I don't write for the stardom I get, booted, zooted, write down my problems I've been through it headed right for the bottom D.C. naw, would've been a sniper in Harlem (so what) Thats why I throw some doe To my cody from costovo Help me get on overflow (Ssshhh...) No one suppose to know But she lay me up like the prime minister Thousand grams of dope smellin' like Hine Vinegar That was a lot to linger But to the top I bring her But when it came to dope, I always copped in fingers Money missin, oh shit I almost chopped some fingers Slit some wrist, thats when they said oh shit he's not a singer Fuck the rap, fuck the movies, fuck Siskel and Ebert This pistol I'll squeeze it, missles if needed (KILLA) Remember I'm gonna spend my cake Remember Jim we getting out of five eights (projects) Now chefs will fry us steaks (thats true) Its a higher stake Swiss accounts I'm goin show you how to wire cake And we from BBO Now you a CEO Direct a Vieo [video] Your own album here we go Thats my man anytime I holla, holla with me We shared chicken sandwiches they was a $1.50 But you seven dollars, nickel bag and white owl I hope the chicken sandwich last us through the night child We ain't care we didn't sleep we was night owls Insomniatics our life styles compatible Magical Pops gone, shit tragical Moms on mission My house is where the attics chill I'm like a teacher, I need me a sabatical Its not irrational I grew up radical And you all are shook I bought all my crooks Fuck you R&B niggaz Zeek sing all the hooks Tito and Brick yes yes come again They came sun or rain when I had that stomach pain (What else)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
