The incredible on to a nigga
Spittin' venom at his body with the dopest flows
And wonder why the lines around the corner
'Cause the little mothafucka has the dopest shows
The one time for my indipendant women
And all the single mothers that be gettin' that cake
Two times for my dawgs,my trigga's,and my nigga's,
In the kitchen that be feelin' that weight
East coast, West coast, near West, dirty South
Then we took it all around the world...
I got fans in retirement homes
The teenagers, to little bity boys and girls
Droppin' lyrical bombs up in your hood
Nonstop I'm a hit em' 'til the block explodes
Hip hop, R & B, pop talk, what ya want?
I even got alittle rock and roll
The most creative original god I'm takin' so litteral(bang bang)
'Cause they can't get what I got
They want it so bad
Four million dollar pads, ain't enough to retire off two albums
Go on, wave your white flags I'm hot!
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