motivate niggaz And my Rolex racist 'cause it hate niggaz I used to only sell 8's like that Laker nigga Now I'm movin' 24's like I play at the Staples
take your girl home From the south but get hiffy like the BANG Real dudes lean back and do what the hook say [Hook x4] [Verse 3: C-Los] I'm C-los I'
Yeah No introduction is really needed But it's, the Bishop Don, Magic Juan, chairman of the board Of famous playa's everywhere! Playas, playas, playas
hoe put her down exposed to, how many hoes you can go Through I ain't hatin cause she told you see I'm a boss player who can sit back and Floss player
niggaz that was real and the niggaz that was scared as fuck That's why Xzibit only roll with a chosen few You ain't really real, I can tell when I look
bring your silk underwear it's on And bring your silk underwear it's on And bring your silk underwear it's on And bring your silk underwear it's on
But when I needs my niggas, I hope they don't fall off/ This is as real as it gets, who want to see if he's soft? I've been guerilla stomped, turned into
will fill up your own food Do use M-0 2s and tell from whole and frooz Then I play it cool, smooth as James Brown shoes Don?t play with them cuz shoot
circle with homies that's supposed to bleed On an 8 Mile mission with Cypress and O.G.'s About to change, 'cause we ain't playing no games We ain't
world wanna know my past if I'm real or if I'm not Did I really play the trap have I ever dealt a rock Is he really from the block where's the wounds
we eat real good We always wash our hands and chew our food Quashis rotis are our favorite dish Served spicy with chicken or fish In the world of fashion there's
to jail nigga that's what I flush for My money or my glock. Who do I trust more? I don't know it's prolly the one that I touch more Guess It's the green
both in the hood so its just not the same your girl goes to my website at least 3 times a day just when she needs to play when she's feelin hornay im
(and im dones) Los Mero Mes Part Two's, Biatch I said to my sister, Biatch Too much diamonds(Biatch), too many viejas, too much ice's(Biatchhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
That's how the east side gets down, word up 4:30 in the morning, Mira, you know what I mean, Mira Let's get this money sorted and counted, word Know
it ya lo Rompe, rompe, rompe, break it down Let'sss gooo Who's this, who who who's this You know who's this, Da-ddy (you know) Yan-kee Ohh ohh
for the real world I wait with the living I know you'll return soon To guide me The bright calavera(skull) Smiles down at your love walls It plays as
a public figure, but i still serve a muthafucka if i have too cause i slanging them thangs nigga. i roll deep with the crew oh oh possy nigga's cutting