and my fist I don't miss It's the E to the S to the H-A-M And I heard you tellin somebody you was hatin him But the simple fact is you can't relate to
t pass me no stress cause you what I m about Makin money and spendin the grip You see my shit payed for So homeboy don't trip I got it locked down In
past here you entering my home nigga I I run New Orleans east I'm a 17 nigga but I run tha East Man You know what I'm sayin So So when you get to sheps
