nah no fake shit at all
on ta big things cuz ma niggas ball
and i take niggas broads
n get em on dis niggaz balls
u think that u as rich as Bill, u wrong
and he not da richest
believe me, i gots da bitches
u think i got real things ta spit well dis is wut it is
i jus wanna smash mama, fucc her kidds
she prob. fas ta go down n succ my kids
last time i knew it was AIDS niggas was callin sumthin sicc
but kno i took dat description
wut typa leaders he missin'
i'm in 4 a deep mission
erebodie else ballin out n i'm fuccin stucc in da house goin ta skool n cummin home every fuccin day
and niggas kno i got nuthin but my heart ta spill on da fuccin page
think imma game, u's a lame homie
ask dem dames homie
i get mo successful, only way imma change homie
niggas prayin i slip up
but nah, dont even do dat
so when i cum thru move bacc
y wud u do dat?
mah u make me feel good
lissen ta sum rap songs, they make me feel hood
i'm calm in my delievery, niggas lissen closer when u not screamin
thought they was winners, then Don Jay got even
kept shootin till dem faggots stopped breathin'
u a losah, u aint onta nuthin
i'm onta allotta shit
i like a Gucci or Prada chicc
i cud give a shit if u feelin me n wut ya opinion is
cuz theres already allotta bitches that feel da kid
they they thought i lost it, but im still so sicc