Teksty:
Sun The 2B4

I got a package from the war Baby look inside at the note that says You forgot about the few before We've tried to spread our wings before Just try

' in they denim Man you fuckin' with a stash raper, duct taper Fuck you police and fuck neighbors Move to smooth, don't duck or try to shake us 2 P 8

the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine Thats how I flo, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4 Let's make a

your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side [the game] Cos when the sun come up - from behind the sea, Niggas see me behind the B, E N T.

And them haters still hating While the dimes keep grinning From 6-4's to Benzo's rims keep spinning And I'm riding on 4's them 84's extending Elbows be

it rain brother (4x) We O-W in the whole zone Likwit Crew is on the microphone Let it rain brother (2x) Let it rain King Tee do your thing Verse 2: [

God, not Beaver, neither you Cause I'ma murder, why I kill O and even you Man, I got Summer hatin' on me cause I'm hotter then the Sun Got Spring hatin

4 my hustlaz At the club fresh off tha grind 4 my hustlaz Niggaz that ride for P.T. 4 my hustlaz Tha D. tha S. tha G.B. 4

C) Ok! I'm a cheerleader now! [Chorus] (D&C) u.g.l.y. You ain't got no alibi you ugly Eh! Hey! You ugly x4 (C) I saw you walking down the street just