"How many motherfuckers that smoke?" Who got some chronic in this motherfucker? Gilla House! "That sounds good" One-Deuce
Yo yo well it's the Soopaman Luva nah bitch Reggie Noble Middle finger up in photos Your flow? Eh, so so Call me that nigga that got the bounce And I'll pull up to the party witta half a ounce I got them niggas in the back and they yellin' "HO!" Punk niggas start runnin' like panty hose Got the Sour Dies' waving up high in the sky They're saying, "Redman roll up and let's get high"
Well it's the Soopaman Luva nah bitch call me Pimp Nutz (Who?) P-P-Pimp Nutz (Who?) P-P-Pimp Nutz Rollin' through your muthafuckin hood in the big truck (What?) b-b-big truck (What?) b-b-big truck Well it's the Soopaman Luva nah bitch call me Pimp Nutz (Who?) P-P-Pimp Nutz (Who?) P-P-Pimp Nutz Rollin' through your muthafuckin hood in the big truck (What?) b-b-big truck, b- b-b-big truck
Well you can tell how I spit, I don't really give a fuck I be rollin' through your neighborhood middle finger up Like "Yo wussup nigga, what happened to my weed? Last time I seen yo' ass you gave [ Find more Lyrics on http://mp3lyrics.org/nLxW ] me some chicken feed! I had to roll on you and show you how it go" You know how Bricks flow We pullin' da fo'-fo' Hang out the sunroof and I'm yellin' out "YO! What happened to my weed and what happened to my dough?" My motion real slow When I start to bust And I get the party bubblin' like Alka Seltzer Plus You niggas smoke dust If my flow ain't tight Cause I'm tight like a jewish wife I'm that nice Nigga you know Red, I be at the party Like drinking Bacardi With somebody Had to smack a chick for touching my face I'm like, "Bitch don't you know there's a gun in my waist?"
Now you don't have to ask nigga who got the bomb I shotgun like the arm Or Roger moms When I pull it ya ask, "What's Happening?" We ain't talking, we doin' the gavelin' It's Reggie Noble on the scene Call me Mr Green I got my P.O. thinking that my system clean Before I seen her, I gargle with the Listerine So she can turn my felony to a misdemean' I'm like, "Bitch don't you know who I be?" I could go cash a check without no ID I'm a East Coast legend, you should know 'bout me This is for my 'hood bitches and real OG's If you're really unaware That we insane then tell us I'm in my underwear Like Damon Wayans in Colors White tee, Air Force got 'em different colors 550 S Benz make a nigga jealous Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
