, shrimps, mackin' like pimps Wearin' fly shit you never seen before I turn a angel to a whore, now, need I say more? My perm got bounce, fuck a forty
shit O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O.G. original gangster O
ya fuck with Now it's on bitches, guys are darker than shit You musta not a known when you fuckin' hit that day Or maybe you di, you're dyin' anyway And
a demonstration Say, you got a dope group from the hood Talkin' mad shit, like they're up to no good You take 'em to a label Now who sits behind the
! You know the deal! (Ungrateful!) If ya on this ting and you ain't talkin shit I'ma see ya when you make a mill When you make a mill Fuck it!
got bottles over here Kush is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.) Bithces over there... we good (O. D. O. D.) Money on the floor we good O.D. O.D everybody
been a bad massage, I need a happy endin' And a new beginning and a new fitted And some job opportunities as lucrative This the real world, homie school finished They done stole your dreams, you
matter who you are, uhh Talk about you.. Niggaz gon talk about you (talk about you 2x) Don't give a fuck about you (fuck about you 2x) You livin' bout
Shit a nigga just tryin to get a wet forty dollars to get a cup of soup and some woop woop Much love O.G. Big Snoop I sent a nigga a package, on Monday
think a nigga sprung 'cos you know a nigga fuck Love is a house and you got the key So give it to a nigga like a D O double G I'm from the East-side
the move You're family's crying, now, you on the news They can't find you and now they miss you Must I remind you I'm only here to twist you Pistol whip you, dip you
teach you how to play, how the big boys play when you come around my way ya heard me? you see the bentley got the 20 inch crome ya heard me? you could
undressin', don't stare Check the picture nigga I'm the one Young H-O, a game of one What you think I'd do to the brain of that dame you bring Listen
fucking ridiculous Cars for the misses and furs for the mistress You know that shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous You know this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous Fucking
go bezerker than a fed up post office worker A Merc her with a Mossberg I'm pissed off, get murdered Like someone took a ketchup squirter Squirted a Frankfurter For a gangster, you
on and come o, and Raise your glass Just come on and come and Raise your glass Slam, slam, oh hot damn What part of party don't you understand? Wish you'd
air), superstars [Verse 1 - Jadakiss] Fuck a six and a seven I'ma put big dubs on the gray eight Hold your wrist when you squeeze, the slugs'll stay
, oh And it don't quit, oh And I miss you, oh I just miss you, oh I just miss you, oh Homie, I'll never forget you, no For you, I wanna write the sickest
