for the straightjacket so loosen up the straps and yo I'ma get dumb, rip this funky continuum in half Lil' Nation, the C.P.O. psychopath You can't demolish
broke, Ice what's it gonna be? 38 hard brothers stood and stared at me There were only two words that I had to say P A Y, B A C K The car's loaded with
in the Aftermath Bumpin' gangsta rap shit, down to blast for cash 'Cause from Eazy-E, to D.O.C, to D.P.G Started from that S.O.B, D R E Like dub-c I'
C'mon, C'mon C'mon, C'mon Lil' Jon, C'mon, C'mon [Lil' Jon] M.O.P MOTHERFUCKERS! Lil' Jon, Eastside Boyz Bitch! [Chorus x2] [M.O.P (Lil' Jon)] (My Nigga
hydrants R I P stack B, I'ma keep you alive kid Dressed in somethin' so fresh and wonderful F N F and S N double O P Gather 'round, go ahead and stair
cops in case they wanna approach us [Baby] I'm the O.G. nigga 'bout money and bitches Know how, ta flip a brick and deal with ditches My brother K.C.
's your name fool? Capital P, Bandana P, V I P, M V P R S V P or R I P, V S O P, A S A P P C P, P get piecy with the hoes First they gotta come bless
'm blowing a kiss (Konichiwa bi*ches) N.Y.C., is all I see, O.D.B., n****, R.I.P. (Konichiwa bi*ches) This Killa Beez on ya M.I.C., you want it all Well
maggot ass Now make your move and we'll squeeze tools at your fagot ass Now, guess who's back in the place? Kid I missed M.O.P Hey, I'm sorry you had
a-p C-a-p-o-n-e-d-a-y-t-o-n-a-v-e Chorus: repeat 4x D-o-to the p-e-d-a-y-t-o-n-a-v-e a killa (g, d-a-y-t-o-n killa) F-l-i-n-t don't wanna see another
grim A phsychofrantic motherfuckaz future's lookin dim A R-E-A-L a L-I-F-E a P-R-O-D to the U-C-T Reel Life Product's what I spelled our very seldom
yappin', be true to it, do it Steady scream about your East and your West side But you ain't in it when it comes to the homicide Niggaz better get up
to the street And keep my hands real close to the heat I'm not discreet when it comes to the dogg I'm a real O like eight-ball We C now us by the gangbangin
my life I got B's and C's Down with the crew called BDP Shifty, E.P.I.C now when you be I'm a bad ass B-boy two triple O A space age hip-hop superhero
grim A phsychofrantic motherfuckaz future's lookin dim A R-E-A-L a L-I-F-E a P-R-O-D to the U-C-T Reel Life Product's what I spelled our very seldom yelled
GGG-u not! Acting big on the radio, to me you not You can ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping
-u not! Acting big on the radio, to me you not You can ask Mr. CCC who hot Tony Yayo I bet 10 G's you flop Run up on that new 300 C you got Stop hoping
.. rifkind..) yahh!! I strangle angels from a brooklyn angle Rectangular mangle (and tango) incur single [e. sermon sings like method man] P-a-s-s-i-o
