[Intro: Fat Joe] Yeah, Krillz on to check it Whattup Big March? K-O-J Yeah... This is the ice cream, yeah the ice cream man Ha, the ice cream, I'm the
de gal dem a line up and nuff a bad mine (Chorus) (verse 3) unnu fi listen ca me have a situation nuff a mic shark love hold up mic in a dem hand
he got that way In the trunk of his Cadillac, 24 K's And I'm tryin' to get that gwhop like twenty-four days Need a solid gold bitch like 24K And I ain
nd Hand sec, this on? 2nd Hand Smoke, yeah yeah 2nd Hand Smoke Alright ladies and gentlemen prepare yourself This is Twiztid, 2nd Hand Smoke You be the
don't be burning like that Cush you gone need that Reggie bush f**king with the ghetto moscato filling up my cup run outs we don't give a f**k new folk
Last time I checked B K was the hood Last time I checked Bankhead was the hood Last time I checked Harlem was the hood But them rappers don't live there
Chorus (Yung Joc) Serve them birds tote K's Cheverolet's on top of blades All of us got throw aways Bustin' out the Escalade Bustin' out the Escalade
hand, that's good money Ones in my fan, we get money She pop that thang, she get that That money's fallin' like rain I'm VIP that's champagne I'm K
lookin? boy, Gangsta homo thug lookin? boy, Ring around yo tub lookin? boy, Oh it?s the first of the month, Bone Thug lookin? boy, Got yo hand off
lookin? boy, Gangsta homo thug lookin? boy, Ring around yo tongue lookin? boy, Oh it?s the first of the month, Bone Thug lookin? boy, Got yo hand off
love lookin' boy, Gangsta homo thug lookin' boy, Ring around yo tongue lookin' boy, Oh it's the first of the month, Bone Thug lookin' boy, Got yo hand
split it like a pole Take away they swag and shit on they cocky style cuz my lyrics be too quick they call me Twista Pacquiao come solo wit my k-olo when
know you know this is Kansas City where nigga life don't mean shit So step to and immediately get yo dome split I pack heat for days run street wit K
Einstein Huh what Tech n9ne Dwamn Who keeps it sizzling Who keeps it hot Who Einstein Huh what Tech n9ne Dwamn K c mo roll K c mo roll [3rd verse]
hear me bustin' rhymes rippin' each and every time If I got it at capacity and you still got a line If I'm rollin' on dubs, if it's K-Town bud If they
s time to get into some sin you been listenin' to gibberish hits in the interum them are done, 'cause here me come so make you stand up, stand tough hands
(Verse 1) Raised in the middle of the land full of bar-b-que stands and the brothers throw hands Everybody grittin gettin grands Kansas City were the
Ahh Even if it's a thing, a man, or a broad Show me a God, please Let me know something is listening when I'm down on my knees [Verse 3] Think about