Yo 'Law, is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one? Yeah, Mr.Fuck-a-Cop is back and I still don't give a fuck yaknahmsayin' Puffin on this
a little suit from dapper dan But so what? you still ain't dapper Holding the mic makes you look like a rapper But you're just a sloppy copy cat Front on
sorrow as you move a little higher Slowly makin' circles through the purple sky until You could barely see 'em wavin' there on Reggabilly Hill Ocean deep mountain high And a
shit y'all niggaz never heard of Fuck is goin' on in this motherfuckin' bitch come on Yo, yo, yo, yo I'm a nomad nigga, I came up with no dag Little
fuck around, I eat out with your shorty with the crew And she be late for head, she want a tape and dreads And thought of you, a little stinger My shit
the load explode, sittin' on the porch, lightin' a torch Puffin' on a clove, in and out of church, back and forth Hustlin' gangster mode, run back in on
In a New York Minute Everything can change In a New York Minute Things can get a little strange In a New York Minute Everything can change In a
a doubt. One perfect house, two perfect cars... she asked the moon, she wished on stars. Once upon a time, that girl was me... Sukie- Once upon a time a
the ghetto like Jack Stark work some beans livin off a high, gold ones on this ride bitches on the side, but only livin to retire ain't that a shame,
're a little older and they've been around They wrote a letter, life here is a whole lot better So pull up your stakes, children and come on down CHORUS
Ali:) It's like a hot day in July Just bangin' when I fool guys It's the credible, edible, federal when I'm high On the hills on the lane 64 Chevy the
a weak ass hoe Punk slow yo role You're nothin but a clone With nothin to show You're a weak ass hoe Need a style of your own You're a weak ass hoe You're a
load explode, sittin on the porch, lightin a torch Puffin on a clove, in and out of church, back and forth Hustlin gangster mode, run back in on that
a playa like Ma Dukes I think I recall when I got my first tooth I was a teeny little ol teether perv on flea little bitches Some like a little further
take her Why the flesh eatin disease make niggaz get ate her Why bitches with a fat ass gotta wear A cup Why Dave Listern from the NBA-a Why the great ones
of us have them? (How many of us have them?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on? (Ones you can depend on?) Friends, Friends
a pocket full of wealth. (D-LOC) Yeah, let's take a trip to big bear Take a pill, drink a beer, get a tat up there Repped a hill, go see bill and nandra
a pit learn to bite and lock That's the way we were raised up on these norte sidewalks Never trust the cops or make deals with shylocks If your a solid