hard to swallow, I know I know, hey, how ta get down foe my thang get me a coffin, bangin my soul'z, gonna get-cha flossed' and out with a bang Welcome
at Pull a nigga wig back Nigga dig that dig that All original peep the zone criminal here we go From a place where a nigga might bury, ya Nigga act
B-O-B The bad boy the Bone I be thugging for eternal Wanna test me it's on Now where my niggas at Pull a nigga wig back Nigga dig that dig that All original
representer I come through a I pull the sun into a whole nother dimension Cudi be rippin' when they mention I never really gave a f*ck about the b*tchin
can get left on some pesto shit I need a Pablo Esco' flip, and I'm the Phantom Listean real close, you hear the echos spit I'm a wolf, you run around
Lyrically spit shit, flip like a spatula Married to the game, and you just a bachelor SP and the Mouse in this bitch And I want it quiet as a mouse in
me on the hook D.A. wanna indict me 'Cause fish scales in my veins like a Pisces The Pyrex pot rolled up my sleeves Turned one into two like a Siamese
the girls get naked So bring your friends, all of y'all come inside We got a world premiere right here, now get live So don't change the dizzle, turn it up a little I got a
Parallel to a carrousel of murders I prefer to make a life than take a life Stopped at a street called Wise and made a right Sort of how I play my broads
mack and courage Parallel to a carrousel of murders I prefer to make a life than take a life Stopped at a street called Wise and made a right Sort of
a scooper hoop ya like a hula To school a fool I present, a church to repent I get you Guess'n like jeans, you're just a hill of beans I'm all that
lean wit it, rock wit it, bitch, I'm Fa-bo You don't wanna see fo'-fo' Don't test D4L, whole Bankhead we ready to go When real killas at yo do', give up the blow, Mook-B
' on yo fine a** At da front do' Girl you don' know I'ma toss da laffy taffy Toss it, flip it and slap it Bust a couple of nuts And get right back at
bed, ass, work, start slow, faster Mr. Halle Berry, Mr. Take Your B Take her from tha club to tha car to tha D Superstar She finer den a B, ass and her
need me This ain't a shoulder with a chip, or a ego But what u think they all mad at me fo'? U need a real woman in ur life (That's a good look) Taking
' up them girls on other sides of town And justify this love that I found We be goin' round and round and round If a tornado swept through towns We'd
me in a spot never less than a dime Y'all might roll with 6 we sit with a 9 See, I'm a sick rapper with a flow that's divine Y'all might flip the flow