Got fridges for the Taliban, Lord, tie your man and then keep me set up.

up.

Curse her, the verse off her track.

Hey, bitches please, same seat, won't get spayed.

Blast you for those who don't know Chris He's like hypnotic, makes one-handed, he's ferocious

Buy any niggas that are

More what?

More money, more sex, no more stress

Coward a frenemy.

Bring the paint.

We bring flowers.

You got a whole lot of stuff.

Yeah.

I can tell you why these thugs ride, tell you why these thugs die, until the day of my death.

Police apprehend me till these pricks deal to me.

I'm doing me.

I'm running crazy.

Quake on these movies for even thinking they could do me dirty.

I'm not clutching on the West Alley.

back up up in and out all these correctional facilities i'm getting phone calls

Why you tell me how to hold blocks?

You gotta love it.

Hold on.

So I stay a nigga that she gon' be with, yeah If I get ready, I start walkin'

Start.

Fast, Mike.

You got a whole lotta lovin'

Thank you.

Bodies drop.

Break back by the hundred and change.

Got a whole lot of lovin', got a whole lot of stuff.

Yeah, like what I stay in

Lobbing off names with my blockhead So I got a spot in the game of my prophet

And I like that.

Y'all can't do it no better, so why not?

I'm reppin' too in possession Like who wouldn't trust us, huh?

Y'all can't do it no better, so why not get Soon to be legends, Rockefeller's the label prop

I'm reppin' too in possession Like who in the testes, huh?