a bad one Fuck around and catch a bad one Fuck around and catch a bad one Fuck around and catch a bad one Fuck around and catch a bad one Fuck around
fuck around and catch a bad one; Bo$$ is in the house! Slaughterhouse, do this shit! Prepare your motherfuckin selves, cause the shit is comin! It's a
you son? Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use one? Then you livin an illusion, livin in a used one while I'm in the Limited, cruisin You ain't
Lay low, stay low, you may see Jesus Get hit with a stray yo for no fuckin' reason You prayin' for a Benz, it's a blessin' you breathin' It's a miracle
A dedication to the independent woman To the one working hard for hers That is just my way to let you know, I see you, baby And I brought a friend along
beaver Catch me in the galleria, plaza, chesterfield Rollin down handly hills In a black sedan and ville I used to love it when hit me for a rocker Maybe a
control Like a boom boom boom, who is it? It's Jackie Frost, the one who's gettin' where he at And he told you who's the boss I'm like a human hot sauce
don't fight fair Strike with a mic, in a psyche is a nightmare And I'm always using my dick cause I'm slick with a fly bitch And Rappin' ass Ron is
, I'll say it again The boy ain't nothing but one of my fans like silicon titties Can you feel 'em? How can a fake rapper get with a real one? Shit,
Every track I sizzle Chorus 2x 'cause I'm a Raider, Oakland Raider From da bay to L.A. to Las Vegas 'cause I'm a playa, a boss playa and if you wit me
have ya noddin like ya hopped out 3 Time for the O-A-Kiz-a we folks all day Ager, Sneek an the B.A. put him in the trunk wit a bump, an we Mobb throught
real out here to be scared A real nigga gonna do whatever he has to A man is the last thing you should fear It ain't considered a crime unless they catch you We all die one
, make a move, pawns all tha way to queens I'm a don, I'm a boss, I'm a profit, I'm a G I'm a CEO which means that I profit off of me All white T's still
catch me down bottom with a bird and a glock On the block makin money where they murder a lot Or you can catch me up top shootin dice for a yard I'm talkin
Porky's pig and Porky's tomb About to dig his own grave with a fork and spoon You, BITCH, Denaun and Swifty please Give it a year, both a y'all be rakin
for the Gs and soldiers Practicing my scare tactics Keeps MC's in yoga Just like I keep a bad bitch Between the sheets up on me Boss like Tony Montana
a new gun Do you know how to use one? Then you livin' an illusion, livin' in a used one While I'm in The Limited, cruisin' You ain't really got a crew
See I'm a criminal, so after this interview I'ma bend a few, Fuck It! Could we sin a few? I put one into you, I promise to God It's about time y'all
