still stay street Big things happen every time we meet Like a track team, crack fiend Dying to geek Outkast bumpin' up and down the street Slant back
in the news (Bah bah-da, bah bah, bah-da da) And the whole world loves it when you sang the blues (Bah bah-da, bah bah, bah-da da) Take a little trip, hater, pack up
souls go, 'cause of a fo'-fo' blast Snook was one of 'em, so many more Even that Fendi whore, got niggaz hit up yeah let that Henny pour Carolyn, paid-up
x8) Lights out nigga Verse: I walk up in the spot And see tonight we have a packed house We are in the building And ita??s rocking like a crack house
it might not even break the skin I wear my jeans so low you can see my booty crack got chrome painted rims on my 86'pontiac with fuzzy dice in a rigged up
bless his city that's why shoot, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, shoot 'em up, shoot, shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up always nigga, always that's why I shoot 'em
take equipment to the solar system Trying to ensure your sole existence Now tell me: do you think that when the bang goes boom You can pack up all
from the black folks I'm tryin' to get it on, tryin' to check the grip And there goes officer cracker tryin' to sink my fuckin' battleship Turnin' on his flashers, callin' up
on my feet (do it a) A whole pack'a girls ridin' 20 deep in the street (let's do it again) We playin' catch a boy, freak a boy, switchin' up the rules
breaths and step lightly Y'all little league niggaz is so bald they might be Spent too much time with wifey Come out to play with the hard-headed, infamous song torture Crack your knuckles, buckle up
at me with your eyes like that? Wising up young blood, before you make things escalate And I would hate To set your crooked ass straight Make your moves at night, pack
the parking lot slow with the ?lac down Konvict?s got the whole thing packed now Step in the club, the wardobe intact now I feel it, don and crack now
guy (You know) pit bull watching the welfare check You know he African, cause he ain't getting healthier yet Now he put down his knapsack, got a crack pack
, hey My best friend say I'm bottled up, I need a fucking therapist But I can't think of nobody I wanna share this with Why should I open up on somebody
[Pharrell] Nigga, put down ya beer and - snatch up ya chair 'n A lot of clak up, clak up, street clearin' First the firing then the siren you'll be hearin
cracking up from having lack of shacking up! IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP! If you're cracking up... IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP! Why
back to claim My reign on top, so pack your thangs I've racked your brain like crack cocaine My fame won't stop or I'll jack your chain Give it up,
and I'm back to claim My reign on top, so pack your thangs I rack your brain like crack cocaine My fame won't stop or I'll jack your chain Give it up,