Chorus. . Pussy c'mon to me pussy c'mon to me pussy. Pussy c'mon to me pussy c'mon to me pussy. Pussy c'mon to me pussy c'mon to me pussy. Pussy c'mon to me pussy c'mon to me pussy.
{u. n. l. v. talking}. Wusup! to my nigga kel, third ward is the motherfuckin' house. Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup bryce hahahaha.
Where the furl nigga? where the earl nigga?. Gonna get ya fuckin' mind right.. Tell me where the furl nigga. where the furl nigga?. Gonna get ya fuckin' mind right..
Chorus: {tec-9}. . Why is everybody player hate'n me. I guess it 'cause, i''m ballin' in that u.p.t.. It's the incredible, un-takeable t-e-c and. A lot of you nigga's wanna be like me.
{tec-9}. I don't like to dream about gettin' paid. No time for slippin' no time to get laid. Got to get mine, get it with the tec-9. Nigga's on the come up, come up, come up.
{talking}. Motherfuckers I got kids, I don't them listenin' to that bullshit. Fuck the niggers! motherfuckers need to stop. How can you call yourself a nigga and be proud of it.
Chorus: lil' ya. . Try to use his nine but his nine wasn't workin'. Started bangin' with his pump and the bitch started twerkin'. Try to use his nine but his nine wasn't workin'.
Verse one:. {lil' ya}. . Regional manuel aka tec-9 stay strap keep a blunt. Don't give a fuck about one time(ha) jumped six. But now he's out gettin' paid(ha) yella's doin' the bow.
Verse 1:. . It aint ove yall i got some shit on my chest these niggas bittin beats given me. reasons to flex, you know they know when we catchem we gon bag em' tie them.
(yella):. . Now everybody's talkin' about they run it and that war shit,. But they never seen a playa tellin' to y'all the real hit,. Brace yourself, protect y'allself,.
Verse one: {lil' ya}. . Goin' for it all I want to ball fall. So give me some chip's, I got's a. Motherfuckin' nine on my hip,. I'm pissed, ain't nothin' shakin'.
Chorus: {ms. tee}. Fuck tha police, they took so long to come. So nigga's grab yo gun, fuck the police. So where they at where they at. So nigga's bring yo gat.
Verse one: {lil' ya}. . I can never run out of bitches to right about it. My forget they name but I got game. That's how I get them out. I told ya bout demetrice, evet, and sabrina.
Verse one: {lil' ya}. . Twenty seven twelve that's where I dwell. But you had to have heart to be down. From the start 'cause a nigga didn't play. That hoe shit if you got jacked you had to.
All the gangsters out that third stop. That mutherfuckin' bullshit don't you. Know you dissin' a u. n. l. v. theme bitch. Cash money productions comin' at you.
Chorus: {lil' ya & yella boy}. . I got a head but ain't no screws in it. I went through a stage, some people call it a mental phase. Nigga, I got a head but ain't no screws in it.
Verse one: {lil' slim}. . Growin' up in the hood thinkin' everything. Gonna be all right but it's the nine to the four and. Brothers takin' yo life I'm pourin' brew on the curve.
DJ RED WHATS UP NIGGA. . {CHORUS}. GO DJ, THATS MY DJ. GO DJ, THATS MY DJ. DON'T U BRANG NO WEAPONS, KNIVES,AND GUNS. GO DJ, THATS MY DJ. {REPEAT 2xS}.
[yella]. . I told y'all. Come and lay the arms for eddie bow part two. They still sweatin' so hard, and it's a shame they need more. 'cause way back in the days they just needed three or four.
[yella]. You fake cheerleadin' bitch! you want a nigga like me to beware, ha?. I'ma show you some spokes right now, you bitch you. . [tec-9]. Take them braids out his head yella.