getting money, homie, this you're song, nigga U.S.D.A., nigga, let's get it You got that money Check It's in the bags Check You in the rental with them
really they two faced Hopein u trip and slip over your own shoe lace That's why I tuck em in not givin' a fuck again D.R.A you add the K.E a hundred
Every damn kid on the street, they got something to prove Push a bullet through my heart, why not? That's a start They could push their reps quicker, kill a
My Uzi's my best friend, cold as a mortician Lock me up, it's genocidal catastrophe There'll be another one after me a hustler Hustler H U S T L E R
Check 'em out now R I I I I I I D E, yeah We doin', big pimpin', we spendin' G's Check 'em out now, big pimpin', on B L A D's We doin' big pimpin' up
a fresh start is in order let me take you on a date take you on a date i used too think u play to much but i'd rather go deaf then lose touch (
s gots to be funky Li'l sumthin', sumthin' like that there, you understand me? SWV, with the D O double G NYC, LBC, DPG, forever ya feel me? Check this
, to the A, to the S-T-E-Y, girl you tasty D, to the E, to the L-I-C-I-O-U-S To the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the Hit it Fergie! All the time I
lock u down, lock u down I hope she throw away the key too Got me tied up like a three piece suit Mya's back, got a sweet tooth Miss Caramel, I need
the law Playa my style's raw, I'm "Born to Mack" like Todd Shaw Forget the fame and the glamour, give me D's with a rubber hammer My grammar be's ebonics
met her best friends a sister i leave her p-ssy microsoft like windows vista young tunche, pop that cucci for a goon hoe bullet in you boys memory, now u act like u
' mixed-up universe of ours, There's still a little place Called Albuquerque! Albuquerque! Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) Albuquerque! (Albuquerque!) I said A! (A!) L! (L!) B! (B!) U! (U
u was in the party why was all the broads missin and i just drive lines like a n-gga gon fishin and i be on dem posters like a n-gga gon missing and i
U-A-C (whattup) And comin up to the right of me, WE got the U-A-C (come on) And in back of me, yo WE got the U-A-C And in front of me (BAW!) is a dead
it check it out I got a rhyme you got a rhyme But my rhyme is better than yours (repeat 2X) U A C they get they P's and No I.D. be gettin his P's
U Ak got my back and we don't get no thicker U Ak got my back and we don't now check it I'm a hoe but not a hoe nigga Ain't scared of no nigga But it
