You wan' smoke that? Go 'head, roll it son I don't give a fuck man (Six Figga) Smoke that shit man Or you can smoke crack if you wanna smoke crack I don't give a fuck what you wanna do man don't look to me to stop you man - yeah I'm not gettin in the way
Cash Rules, I keep a shooter 'round me, Queens! Get the money, I have a nigga killed y'all (killed y'all) Kill the hood, ask niggaz 'bout me, Jesus! For the money, niggaz'll go real hard (real hard)
You are now under my hypnosis Summertime grind, come out with the toasters I return like a animal ferocious New money breathe, new enemies, nigga you know this Another mil', another nigga sick I got nothin but hard dick for your bitch to lick I box you orthodox out boy, outlaw bricks of raw I'm out in the grind, I make the dope price soar Shit cool 'til the mac out, run when it back out A nigga finna blackout, better pray that bitch jam it's in God's hands, it's all God plan
You mean even when a nigga gettin smoked, goddamn
I push my pen with passion, I'm the author of the struggle When pain is a head crack, designer of the devil Trip' 6-6-6, I'm back on my bullshit See clear through my third eye; it's gon' be a murda E'ry summer, e'ry winter, e'ry spring You think I'm bullshittin I put that on e'rything The shootin gon' stop right after the shit-talkin I was sellin crack while Mike was moonwalkin 20 off a pack, I stack, I can't call it I blast ya like NASA, Jack, you outta orbit I mean you outta order, you don't want me to send a nigga to you So he could put some hot shit through you, do you?
Yeah, I'm back baby I'm back! New shit, the drought over, new product Yeah, man I can't fit in with these niggaz man I mean niggaz got mohawks, they wearin skinny jeans man I think these niggaz is faggots man, for real man They with the rainbow club man You think this shit is a fad? C'mon man! I think it's more than that man I think it's more than that So if a nigga wear a dress, you gon' put on a dress too? C'mon man...
yea, im back baby im back, new ****, the drought over, new product, yea, man i cant fit in with these niggas man, i mean niggas got mohawks, they wearin skinny jeans man, i think these niggas is faggets man, fer real man, and with tha rainbow colors man, u think this **** is a fad come on man, i think its more than that man, i think hes more than that, so if a nigga wear a dress u gonna put on a dress too, come on man
cash rules how people shoot around me QUEENS get the money i have a nigga killed yall u in the hood ask niggas bout me CHEESE is for the money niggas will go real hard Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
