1.Dope House Intro
Dope house records....
Dope sells itself, biatch!!!!
The real always gonna recognize the real...
If y'all muthafuckas want some
Then come get you some potna
For every city that i come to
This for every bitch that i run through
This for every hater in the universe
Stayin' one step ahead, i'm shootin' first
For every killa lookin' for some employment
I'm a nigga that you don't fuckin' toy with
This is for my enemies and homies
If you got a strong family then join me
Everything i say, be safely said
While me and my niggas keep breakin' bread
Don't hate the mex, it's obvious
That you don't wanna see my people prosperous
In god we trust, put down your guns
For my niggas locked down for a thousand months
I'ma bounce and bust, sell an ounce of dust
The wetback, i suggest you get down with us
Chorus (courtney jones)：
Welcome to the dope house
Welcome to the dope house
This is for my killas, killas, killas
This is for my killas
(spm)
Peace to my home boy mansa
2.You Know My Name
I'm spm you know my name
I'm the one that came about the dope game
I've payed my dues and kept my cool
I'm the one that told your kid to stay in school
I'm from the streets thank god for rap
I creep through my hood in the smoke gray 'llac
Contridiction on my chest, versace on my clothes
I got too many too many heh yo
I'm shakin bakin cookies turnin rookies into vets
I used to see my dreams through a foggy pyrex
My lex is outside plus i got a 64
But my benz is wrapped up around a telephone pole
I'm drippin candy wet and i'm swangin 84s
Nothin but the screw bangin in my radio
I'm blowin this mary and im sippin on sherry
Give my homies mama money for his convisary
My name is..
＊chorus＊
Sssss ppppp mmmmm
South park mexican
Heh yo pass the green of weed tweedle lee tweedle la
Livin like a king fill the steam in my spa
Before i walk i gotta teach myself to crawl
I started off small now i'm stronger than the law
You know my name i'm spm
In this rap game i'm the creme a la cram
I tell you what it is
And ill tell you what it was
Exotic foreign minx and imported asian rugs
Police at my door fedaralis on my phone
I guess im makin too much money with my microphone
I did my time no sunshine
It seems like they only wanna handcuff mine
＊chorus＊
Uh i used to be a shoe shina
Now i sip aunt jamima
I go to sleep in europe and wake back up in china
I take em break em down represent that h-town
I'm los el mehicano in english charlie brown
My top is on drop and my trunk is on pop
My girl is snow white in the form of a rock
My hot block is in this in this rap i break againas
Blowin indo rollin 20 dolla pinnas
Dances with the wolves in my southern side hood
Got seven brick houses all made out of wood
I'm either at the park where my homies shootin jumpas
Or in the limosuine gettin freaked by head huntas
You name my name
＊chorus＊
3.Follow My Lead
Well baby beesh, that's my handle, money mackin'
Commando, blowin' like a candle, on that pearl and
Wood panel, modern day marlon brando
Squares don't understando
Play like a piano when i'm flipping through the
Channel, man don't make me lose convultions, chokin'
On some doja, cars keep flippin' over
Getting' jags and testerosas
Motorola, coca-cola, stay high and never sober
Got them hot girls makin' love to my poster
Attitude kinda flippy, pockets never skimpy
Married to marijuana with that drama you can miss me
Fifty-fifty i'm a playa, slash money maker by nature
I get that paper pushin' green and snowyflaka
Make a good girl turn to sinna
Puttin' inches all up in her
Blaze the bitch up now she's a bread winner
I'm a gold digga, kick a hole through your front door
Nigga, don't try to fight it, give it up, let it go.
Chorus：
Follow my lead huh, do as i say not as i do. (x3)
Follow my lead huh, mayday mayday. (x5)
I remember way back in the day
I used to get spankings from my momma
But uh now this lil' ass baby smokin' on dank in the
Bahamas, got a pair of versace pajamas
Little mommas say i'm a sex symbol
I come through with the blue coug
And shit i'm thinkin' lexus limo
I'm a swang three lanes to the piece and chain
And the pinky ring i'm gonna blind
Cuz it's my time, i pack my dime, i put two holes
Right in your spine
Every time you talkin' down my rhyme
Boy i beat yo lil' behind
And stop and rewind, feel my lines
Bottle like me, i'm gonna shine
Little christian on a mission
But listen he gaining recognition
In the expedition, it's gonna glistin'
Got a line and he went fishin'
Pay attention to the louisiano recano regano with a
Blano, i be puffin' on a big fano
Got mo' green than the motherfucking lotto
Nigga i'm the one, the christian
The lucky motherfucker outside of the yukon
I'm swangin' fo's, i'm slangin' hoes
Representing of the way houston
These boys ain't ready for the age of levy in a ss
Chevy on perely
Nigga i be sippin' lean
And i'm counting green
Cuz boy i'm all about my feria (feria).
Chorus
I promise this song is harder than my dick is
I won in the olympics for cooking the most chickens
Gold medal around my necka, living la vida chueca
Puck checka, chuck wrecka, nobody do it betta
I'm best when under presha, smoke up in my chest
Momma mad, cuz i just just failed my piss test
Brain deader than a door knob
This is, for my road dog
Fresh out the pen i take him out to get a blowjob
I'm so shy, controlling the streets, like a robot
The one to put a dope house
I'm sorry but it won't stop
My door got kicked in once before
And i'm sho' they won't try that stupid shit no more
I put holes up in they asses
Broke em' like some glasses
Niggas was falling just like my motherfuking pants is
Answers your questions, throwed as mexicans
Snatch your bitch up and dig deep in her intestines.
Chorus
4.2 Joints
(lighting a joint)
(coughs)
[dum-dum)
Go head maan
Boy that's 5
That's got to be
I hit it from worst ways
After the first day
I'm needin it everyday
And twice on a thursday
Blood thick than water
In pounds better than quarters
I smoking two joints
While i'm knockin down yo daughter
Dope house records is on fire
So grab the estinguisher
I smoked out in the beamer
Bout to get emphezema
Gun slingers rap singers
With more stripe than the bengals
No need for the gang sign
I'm using my trigga finga
Now won't you roll one
Po the four one
Sometimes i'm real selfish and i'll smoke my weed with no one
You know me
I'm young happy p
Kick back aand blow a sweet
While my niggas move keys
Bitch please
I got g's
Sippin corona with lima squeeze
And platinum p's
Only smoke on the fine leaves
I started out
Sellin five dollar tweets
And now i'm elevating
Sellin 5000 dollar beats
I smoke two joints when i wake up
In the car i smoke two joints
I smoke two joints when in play video games
And every 10,000 points
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war ar
I smoke two joints before i smoke two joints
And then i smoke two more
Maan this killer herb got me runnin over curbs
And writing these raps full of misspelled words
I curse on my verse snatch yo bitch like a purse
Cause she like the twinkies that i slapped on my herse
I take two charges it's really quite harmless
The only side effect is that it makes you retarded ha ha
I started in 82
In fifth grade
You can say i was in high school
True smoka
I got mary at an early age
Con mi hermosa
Maria es mi esposa
Mi sanchas nina rosa
Mafiosa
Pero es es otra cosa
My wife es elosa
No yores mariposa
Tan chiclosa
Te triago from coasta coasta
I got your corizon droppin mi bolsa
Borracho de tu besos
Hoja pa mis wesos
Me trais pesos
Con hidea pa me seso
Dimaond pop the balla scene
Smoke two joints where i can beam
Flip the scene bizatines
Sippin lean sticky green
Come out fresh when it spring
Steady flossin diamond rings
Bustin gats with bing
Catchin squares at ten
Baby beeshi got the throne
Happy p we fitin to roll
And shut em down we livin throwed
Got the keys
We got the vo's
Hit and run cause the scheme
Rush ya head and feel my spin
Since diamond came around
Now she down with a team
Now i'm down with bobby brown
But i love al green
Keep a sweet in my mouth and anotha in my jeans
Bout to blow em back to back takin two to the dome
Home grown hydroponic always wanna get blown
Stay stoned at home
Drop a flow rock a show
Got to go out the do
Boppin hoe after close
No hits snow switch
Place a pink in my eye
And i'm always down wit tryin new ways to reach for the sky
Now i be blowin when it's mo than one but less than three
That's the recipe
Yes indeed blowin oooey gooey a neccesity
Don't question me
Blowin' heavily till i'm 70
That's the remedy
Feelin famous like the kennedy's
From here to tennessee sippin hennesse
Smokin with intensity
Feel my ghetto energy
Fools be sweatin me for that rush in the lebanese
I be getting higher than the hills of beverly beverly
Two joints be smellay in my cadi
From the valley to cali
In the alley servin patties
Hastled by federales
Drippin candy
Sippin brandy
Twenty inches look fancy
On my way to the grammys
Hoes droppin they panties
Got a freak named sandy
Makin hits like sammie
I'm posted up with biscuits and chicken fried steak at grandy's
Smashin off maan fo sho
Got my tv's on glow
Smokin two smokin four
Then mo with two mo
5.Dope Game
Check one, check two, lets take a cruise
I done did the game every which way but loose
Nothing left to do except collect my cash
And i bet that ass that the mex gon' last
Put the past on paper, threw away my pager
Cuz these boys keep callin from locs to cookie baker
Mama saved em from the hate, now i'm hard with the pain
I'm in the place in your face tryin to sell you a tape
I break records in texas creepin in caddies and benzes
And a pretender if he step up to the bullet bartender
I bet i check and wreck a sucker riding bumper to bumper
I might dump the whole clip and miss and hit your uncle
I ain't trippin, flippin, sippin on purple lipton
Diggin women in the drop lemon, g livin
I was driven to my last nerve, hittin curbs
Puttin twenties on a grass hurst
End of verse
No shame
Welcome to the dope game
This is were we don't play
Leave your boys with no brains
Whoridas
I remember long ago i never got no love
Still i knew that one day i'd be popular
I used to stand in the circle trying to smoke your bud
Just hopin that the blunt wouldn't pass me up
I used to ask for a sip of your syrup
I used to never walk around with the white cup
Now i eat eighteen steaks, on silver plates
Girls fanin my face, others give me grapes
By the grace of god, i was given the job
To run through the rap game like corn on the cob
So blessed in my test, i bought my sets in the southwest
I ain't got no credit cards except mexican express
I'ma dress my baby girl and rock the whole damn world
If you needs tracks happy p got my referal
Your head twirl to the sounds of the sp mex
Ridin in the lex with a dog named plex
Southside to the north, at the old golf course
The valet the white porsche with the bulletproof doors
It's the l-o-s c-o-y
Pack the pistola, oh me oh my
My nina shine like the sun, i never ask for a crumb
For breakfast my chef makes me eggs-fuyon
I've come from the hills of ghetto thrills and chills
Three wheelin, dope dealin, killin nothin but squeels
My third wish was to break this curse and myth
Now i'm worldwide status on your satilite dish
Punk checker, chump wrecker, got the salt and the pepper
Left a mark in the game and never been a half stepper
Leopard skin on my couch, be like oscar the grouch
From the streets, pullin rocks out my kangaroo pouch
But i told these boys, never at my house
Whether it's the ounce that puts leather on my couch
A thousand dollars a week, my baby girl's allowance
Dope house bouncin cash to my forgein accounts
6.Rollin'
You got g's maan please
I'm overseas
I got the beats to keep you blowin on trees
Keep them hoes on they knees
I'm as cold as mr. freeze
Makin music in this game
Like flippin coke into ki's
Everyday is the same when i'm rollin on chop
Got a cop on my left so i'm ridin non-stop
Till i die
I'ma win
See it's time to make ends
Thinkin bout how i'ma make it so i'm sittin on rims
20 inches on chop
Hit the scene on the lean
Burban clean
6 screens
Biscuit tucked at the seams
Make my dreams so real
Plot to make a mil
Let these hatas know the way a playa really fells
When i'm rollin
Shit!!!
I'm never gonna quit
Bout to hit the switch
So i can dip on the strip
Pull in sideways than i cock it on 3
Everybody stop and stare cause they all wanna see how we
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
17 in a 7 7 seville
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
Smoke gray
Gold trim
Big daddy grimm
Left
Right
Than front to back
Fresh off the lot in my cadillac
Done hit this spot grimm
Where we goin next？
Let's flip to the club and try to find some sex
See when i'm rollin in my ride
With my homie on my side
Got 2 sweets rolled
And i'm bout to touch the sky
High so high
Like my boy carlos coy
Maan!
I'ma dope house soulja that's self employed
Ya saves quien soy
More chips than ahoy
Dime lo que quieras
De le doy
In a 100.000 dolla toy
En tontes ya me voy
Take the pain with the joy
While i bang pink floyd
Ship em out the box
Sip henn on the rocks
I bought 2 clubs and 3 restaurants
My cadillac hops
I'm strong as an ox
I'ma fly by
And chunk deuce at the cop
Cause i'm
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
Cruisin down the street in my benzo
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
Swangin and bangin that dj screw
I'm rollin non stop
I done wrecked the block
Chop chop
Bunny hop
Trunks pop
Tops drop
Got buys by the fly
Got rocks in my watch
I'm sideways on mine
Finna hit the mariot
I done dodged the cops
I broke em off by the lot
Glock 17 shots
When i punch in the clock
Switchin lanes on the main
Crunk the bang when i feel
Wood grain wood strips
Bezatines smokin dip
On the interstate
As i hit the pancake
Sippin on the 8
Straight as i break my scrape plate
Keep my ride up to date
Flippin 20's when i say
'it's that throwed ese on the grind movin weight'
Pull out the shades
Shinin down my blades
Today's a sunny day
And there's money to be made
It's that 7 1 trey
Pullin out the escalade
Creased up with them dames
And a bald fade
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
17 in a 7 7 seville
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
I'm bout to drop the top
I'm fresh off the lot
I'm rollin
Rollin on chop
Smoke gray gold trim
Big daddy grimm
7.Child Of The Ghetto
A child of the ghetto
Know how to sleng me an elbow
I made a deal with the devil
Then came up out the cevil
Kilo, so fuck a hero
In my back yard
Is now where my weed grow
I make the block bleed
Servin fiends in need
I did my first murder
At the age of seven-teen
So now it's biziteen
Imagen pinkie ring
Choppen up the scene
Candy coated limisune
So whatcha wanna see
I'm ballin at twenty-three
Sippin down pea
This is my disteny
I'm pimpin big canton
From houston to san anton
My pistol grip is chrome
Bustin ballas at your dome
Took a trip to rome
But i made it back home
Sittin all alone
I'm on the latin throne
What!!!
I'm the child of the ghetto(ghetto)
Said i'm the child of the ghettooo
Now weeto home boy
My people trip on the halle
My people killin my people
And we dont know what to call it
Fuckin a barrio war
For the niggas who live in the ？？
？？ right at the people for who do
Never can go strong as the right？？
Dealin' with democrates
Eatin' like fuckin rats
Jackin' with ？？
That's because your to poor to have a gat
Gotta da make it better way
But your sister won't let you
Trap deep in your jail cell
I be the locas who down
Fools don't you know my familia
Got ？？ in shelter
I'm keepin dose in the summer
I'm rockin show's in the winter
Makin somethin for nothin
？？
Now im hittin licks with some tricks
Just to bring home some gravy
？？ on my rollex
？？ on my lexis
I'm keepin it real for my people
On the grind that have da hustle
To you vatos lowridein and players
That got it made
Turn your life around now
And ask god for a better way! uhh!
Course 2x
Sometimes a niggar wish
That i can get away
From the shit today
Damn there's got to be
A better way
Dont you ever say that you can't
Get out your predicument
Change for the better
Cause dont know when i can give a shit
If you innocent, if you guilty and just sayin it
Barely makin it and motherfuckers say
That they hate me
Kick dos and batteries
Get for my family
Gotta ford da salary
Dat little sisters had da eat
It's sad to see that tradgity
And agginy of casuolty
Heard some niggas after me
And dont know the half of me
If that's the way it has to be
Then god let'em murder me
Standing here today but
Dont know if i deserve to be
But i cant let it worry me
I gots to make my feria
My only fear is god
So dont think i'll be a scard of ya
I stay two steps ahead of ya
So ain't nobody holdin me
My boy's out here will bury ya
So why dont you fuck over me
8.Watch The Block Bleed
9.I Wanna Know Her Name
Chorus (russell lee)：repeat 2x
She dance the salsa
She dance the cumbia
She dance merangue
I wanna know her name
First verse (baby beesh)：
Now every time i see her, i wanna meet her
Go up and greet her, treat her like my mamacita
Go home and freak her
Half boriqua, half mexicana
Shakin' her knocker like an epanada
I think i wanna be your baby father
？como te llamas？ me llamo baby beesh
Seen you at the club, shakin' that
I love the way you dance, salsa, merangue, and cumbia
With a touch of hip-hop and bounce man, and ooh la la
Didn't even know she got a man, she gone keep him in check
She wanna jet with a vet, and it's just like that
Cuz we go hard from the jump, she far from a punk
At the bar gettin' drunk, turnin' cigars into blunts
My bonita, the one i kill sippin' margarita
I wanna see her, come a little closer mama mira
Ven aqui？ how cool would it be？
If you and me had some ecstasy, sippin' on some hennessey？
Chorus
Second verse (spm)：
It seems like every club i go to
I see you dancin' off the hook, i wanna know you
Body lookin' like you raised up on soul food
You kinda young and i'm a nigga from the old school
I hope you diggin' my style though
I drink and smoke hydro
I'm not that nigga in the gym doin' tae-bo
I hate the five oh, i swam across the bayou
A mojado, i only shop at the rocado
A soldado, i hit the hen straight from the bottle
But i can teach you how to sing or even be a model
Follow my lead, down this yellow brick road
I'ma buy you a benz, and dip your rims in gold
A house with a heated pool so you can swim in the cold
Trust funds in your bank for when your kids get old
Sippin' remy in the bentley, kissin' you gently
Fillin' up the gas tank whenever it's empty, man!
Chorus
Third verse (low-g)：
Who is the girl in that tight red dress？
Shakin' that ass to the right and left？
The chick's boriqua, or maybe mexicana
I see mami, con gana, con gana
(yo low-g, what about them knockers？)
Oh, that's my girlfriend esmeralda
I remember sneakin' in her ventana
Plus don't say nothin' cuz it's right next to her hermana
Que pena, i had to leave eselena
Or run the porno i rented to elena
Chino desmito e prima o se fina
If you can't take the heat, get your ass out the cocina
Mi esposa es latina, mi sancha la china
Y lolita la deje' solita
Letters in the mail for my girl named raquel
A cheap hotel and after that taco bell
Oh well
I'm on to orlando
Go to chica bailando el mambo
Manalo, manalo, manalo, manalo
Chorus (.5x)
10.Styrofoam Cup
I'ma fool
I'ma nut
I'ma nigga from the cut
Split the blunt roll it up
And the deuce is what i chunk
I'ma prosper
Spittin street gospel
Baby beesherini maan the modern day apostle
Lacin up my boots
Maan i'm slappin on my spurs
Smokin on derb
In the burb hittin curbs
And buy when that occurs
My music's gonna splurge
Automatic causin havoc
Cause i caused a power surge
California wit da herb
H-town wit da lean
These million dolla words got me on the big screen
I ain't gone lie
I'm in it till i die
So muthafuck you america's apple pie!
It's jus me and my styrofoam cup
Gone off that lean and a pocket fulla blunts
It's jus me and my styrofoam cup
Hoes say i'm so mean
Wit my niggas freestylin bout the same ol thing
See i flip what i got
Turn cold to hot
Twist the knot
Turn the block
Hell i hold the spot
Drop a line
Friend of mine
Put my word on the cut
You got the time
I got the pine
Plus the syrup in the cup
Get the soda the more the merrier
Laws in the area
Steady stare at ya
Breakin the barrier
I'ma take care of ya
See
You work with me
I'll do dirt with you
We could do 2 or 3
But it be worth a few
In and out
But know we done connected the city
To the county cross state
And we break fifty fifty
Split the scene
Make the getaway clean
For the cream
Live the dream off the beam
And i love sippin lean
You know we neva sober
Makin money sippin soda
We heavyweightas and souljas
Movin big bulldozers
You know we neva sober
Makin money sippin soda
We heavyweightas and souljas
Movin big bulldozers
It's jus me and my lean
Know what i mean
I'm on the scene
Stackin my green
I done finally accomplished my dream
I'm givin it up
Not givin a fuck
Happy p maan pass the styrofoam cup
Well i'm gone
Well i'm gone
Well i'm gone
Well i'm gone off codeine
Promethazine
Iced up bezatine
Wit a whole new team
Candy green
Purple lean
If you know what i mean
I'm takin the 8 with the grape
I'm goin hard to all great
I'm sippin drank from state to state
Shut em down to all break
We some mexicans sippin drank
Lil villain pass the dank
I'm goin hard in that thang
That vato bout his bank
Once you make it in the game
Fuck the fame
It ain't no thang
We shut em down
We ain't playin
{ikeman and lil villain]
We some south side flippers
Codeine sippers
In the candy coated cadi smokin swishas
It's jus me and my styrofoam cup
Gone off that lean and a pocket fulla blunts
It's jus me and my styrofoam cup
Sip codeine
Hoes say i'm so mean
With my niggas freestylin bout the same ol thing
11.Meet Your Fate
First verse (pimpstress)：
Look here baby boo, let me give it to you
Let me show you all the things that this girl can do
Your world i wanna rock, wanna love you til' i drop
I'm a thug like pac, when you touch my soft spot
Straight from the heart, no one break us apart
You been a good man to me, show me love from the start
I know you get mad every now and then
Last week i hit a curb, and messed up your rim
But my baby don't trip, get the twenty, we dip
Now we're back in the whip, where we sip and flip
Can you take it how i give it？ last more than a minute？
Let's hit my homie's crib, with the elevator in it
Laid up in the bed, or maybe the sauna
In the kitchen, or the den, or the pack of your impala
Ain't nothin' new, we still doin' our thang
Candlelight dinners while i'm sippin' champagne
Chorus (sevan)： repeat 2x
Let me.....be your thug
Cuz every 24-7
I'm the one you're thinkin' of
Second verse (pimpstress)：
See i'm out on my grind, with my bourgouis mind
Flippin' candy toys while my steering wheel shine
Matchin' twenty inches, gold pump on my switches
Leather all my couches, tommy hil on my stitches
Lemme show you my world, lemme be your thug girl
We can do things with whipped cream and strawberry swirl
I be your only referral, laid it down with no curls
Don't worry about them other fellas all on my pearl
They just close to me, tryin' to get in my p-con
My feelings are for you and that ain't nothin' to sleep on
Jump out of limosuines that got, five screens
On d's, with two margerita machines
Picked up by five oh
Cruise the blue while i flow
If you ever go broke, we can live off my flow
These pigeons wanna block, wanna take what i got？
But they just can't stop, cuz i'm solid as a rock
Chorus
Bridge (sevan)： repeat 2x
You want me to be your thug
And i really want to show you love
Third verse (pimpstress)：
Behind a good woman, a real man stands
Takin' trips to cancun, tans to white sands
Pitbulls on leashes, with platinum pieces
My only ？？？ ？？？ ？？？ with tight creases
Tattoo on his chest, gold t i caress
I be the only pimpstress, never settle for less
Brickettes and byzantine, it was all a dream
As you unbutton my jeans, to see, my g-string
I know your homeboys get jealous and hate
Cuz they ain't had a date since 1988
Ridin' off in the sunset, doin' things we ain't done yet
While jammin' your keith sweat, and sippin' on moet
Chorus
Bridge
12.Cookie Baker
13.We Did Dat
We did dat
We did dat
We did dat
We did dat
We did dat
We did dat
We did dat
We did dat
We did dat
Ain't no cappin when i'm rappin
I'm all bout dividends
Pull up in a bigger benz
I know you feel adrenaline
Don't be mad cause ya man made it
Ya ain't dedicated
If i'm speakin anotha language than let me translate it
It was early in the mornin
Repos got the volvos
Now i'm standin at my door
Smokin them marlboros
Thinkin my lights be out tomorrow
And i can't beg or borrow
So if you ainb't from our side
It's day one of that horror
Now get in where i fit in
Sit down and listen
I hate startin from the bottom but hea go the new mission
When i'm in too deep
I don't believe my shit stank
No if's, and's, or cant's to get back to my old rank
Can i turn into a robber
Cock back revolver
Takin what you got
Than i'm hittin for the border
Cd's, tapes, stereos
Here we go
Droppin 16 in the studio
But ya don't hear me though
{dum dum]
Overloaded wells fargo
We did dat
40,00 at the car show
We did dat
Dope house records is my studio
We did dat
Houston hard hittas video
We did dat
I think like mcgiver jsu to figure things out
I got these million dolla hands that'll outlast boy scouts
Now when i'm gone off dat drank i move slower than molasses
Smart like urkel without the glasses
Now undastand how da game go
It's the same ol same ol
Make the crowd dangle
Than shine like a rainbow
Take it there
Bring it here
Cause they ain't no damn stallin
You put it down
We pick it up cause together nigga we ballin
We ballin all the time
Grippin cnady
Leavin stains
My roof popped up
Now my trunk doin the same
And you ask why these bitches wanna ride wit me
Cause i done did that
Bently
Street smarts is in me
Da genius baby
I'm the nigga that approve yo credit
I'm dat situation that get drastic if you let it
So if you been there and done that
We da niggas that did dat
Bezatines and baggets
Yellow hoes and flaggets
Repeat 2x
Speed racer be the name destroy the rap game
Dividends and benjamins
Constant flow on pocket change
Got a nigga facin fame
Smokin weedies to ease the pain
Tuck yo shit in or get put to shame
My whole click shine
We bling and blang
H-town chop and swang
Grab yo bitch she feel me maan
She see a playa ballin givin thanks
If you say i did dat than i did the same
Huh？
What？
Yeah
Dope house 2000 baby
Lean harder than the eiffel tower
We did dat
Flip the big bird and pop my coller
We did dat
Now you know bout the joel cormona
We did dat
We da shit
Do you smell the aroma？
We did dat
Spittin game on tracks for stacks
We did dat
Can't fold my wallet cause that bitch sittin fat
We did dat
You want ya shorty you can have her back
We did dat
Calm ya nerves and blow yaself a sack
We did dat
30,000 independently owned
We did dat
Introduce blacks and whites to chromes
We did dat
Bbbbbbooooooooyyyyyyyy!!!!
We did dat
Mmmmeeessaaggeee!!!!
We did dat
14.Crazy Lady
(chorus：repeat 4x)
Everything would be okay
If you wasn't crazy
Why you trying to fade me
Just be a lady
No when we first met everything was really going cool
I had to catch myself cause i was digging you
At first it seemed, that you were the only one for me
But oh no, your crazy
Now i.m the type of nigga that just likes to keep it real
I likes to keep my mind focused on the real
Instead of you, trying to help me make my dreams come true
You start a mess, between me and my whole crew
(hook)
Now what type of lady are you supposed to be
I think its best if you stay the hell away from me
Now what type of lady are you supposed to be
I think its best if you stay the fuck away from me
(chorus： repeat 4x)
Everything would be okay
If you wasn't crazy
Why you trying to fade me
Just be a lady
Ya know i can't be nobody but me that russell lee
What make you think you can come around and change me
Your breaking rules, showing up to my house without a call
Your doing dumbshit and you know that ain't gonna work it out
Ya know you ain't even right, ya damn sure ain't lady like
Ya screamin and scratching started fussing trying to start a
fight
You really need to be gone, and leave me the hell alone
You actin like a lil girl how the fuck you say your grown
Playin on my phone won't say nothing but i know its you
What will it take for you to understand that we are through
(phone ring twice)
Hello？ hello？＆ bitch!
(chorus： repeat 4x)
Everything would be okay
If you wasn't crazy
Why you trying to fade me
Just be a lady
If only you were a lady and stopped actin so damn shady
You would be the luckiest women if didn't try to fade me
But you do, so the consequences is all on you
So don't get mad when you see me walking with another boo
I gotta go, you had your chance with me but there.s no more
Look at you looking pitiful crying lying on the floor
I wish there was another way that you can change my mind
You say that your sorry but some kind of way i think your lying
Everything would be okay
If yooooouuu was a lady
Everything would be okay
If yooooouuu wasn't crazy
(chorus： repeat 4x)
Everything would be okay
If you wasn't crazy
Why you trying to fade me
Just be a lady
Just be a lady
(repeat 4x)
(chorus： repeat 2x)
Everything would be okay
If you wasn't crazy
Why you trying to fade me
Just be a lady
Just be a lady (echo)
15.Whatever You Do
Wetblack
Who is that？
What does it mean？
Lone star ridaz
Happy perez
The self record
Grimm
The brown recluse
Low genius
Rasheed
The first to be
Aka
Pepe pepe
Whatever you do
Homie don't fuck wit my clicka
Mi nina rosa es me chicka
Nigga what？
Repeat 4x
I rolla from houston to minnesota
I got a chola
Wit coca cola en la cola
I thought you know ha
Comin straight from cinaloa
Ready to blowa
A muthafucka not a batta
A wetback is down and dirty for his dolla
You took the chevy behind my back
No mi diheses in mi carra
Es slicka
Como diha con mi cuidaja
Con mucha perika
Don't fuck wit my clicka
Repeat 4x
Now everyday i wake up
(inhale)
Lace my jay's up
Get on my grind fool
You best a pay up
And i ain't down wit dat pay cut
My niggas will leave yo fuckin body
For the police to be tapin up
Scrape it up
Gotta get mo cuz i can't get enough
These fuckin niggas cryin like hoes when they think it's up
Happy p maan wetblack oyu can bet that
You bustin at me
And i'ma bust back ya bitch
That trip you bout to take
I done took it shit the best
This what was blessed
I looked my best
I took the ref
Then took the rep
I should confess
If it ain't fo the chest
Then you ain't gonna take the test
See a man can't play wit nothin less
In the past pump niggas got it pressed
Gotta keep em guessin by the left
From the front or from the back
Gotta keep my one hundred stacks
Ki's got it unda that
Young and strapped with each hand
Since my hustlin began
See a cop and fleed the block
Anyway a g can
Repeat 4x
Strategic leave em paraplegic
My legion run in norweiga huh
In the demons
Aaaahhhhhuuu
In the middle of the night
Ya head will have you screamin
Red cream dead fiends dead fiends
My team dugga a limousine with players a quarantine
Nigga wanna go to war
Go raw
From the east to the west coast dawg
Go to war in the front door
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My gina my nina rollin in the ciyo
In the ghetto betta known as the bario
Go strong
Blast long
I gets my blast on
Roll in the cast on
With a black mask on
Droppin niggas till they gone
Wetblack
Who is that？
What does it mean？
Come to the underground
Gun tactics visit the undascene
Coats pop
Muthafucka we shot em down
Rasheed got nuts stand on enemy ground
Don't speak
Ghetto melodies
In my brain
Silent wit jack o lanterns in this wicked game
Repeat till fade
16.I Am Your Future
I'm gonna take you back .. to 1980
People thought she was crazy for keepin' her baby
Being only thirteen thinking' how she would love a son
Barely a child herself .. now she would mother one
When that had come to past some wondered how she had made it by
Some had bets on the side that she wouldn't live to see '85
But she would prove them wrong .. corrosion kickin' strong
And like the calm before storm so was mom when it was on
Back in '86 .. as he grew up in the mix
Watchin' his mother hang around men
That slang the cain to make them licks
Strugglin' year after year switchin' daddy to daddy
Last one had him a lincoln .. this one got him a caddy
Plus a house in the subs and apartments run by thugs
Pushin' dubs to them scrubs 'cuz he got a connect with killa bud
Little young buck seen all of that
Then the man had a hand on that crack
And he out there lookin' for tear that come black
Cuz he know that smack on a comeback
He was nothin' but 9 years old doin' nothin' but what he was
told
Always the one that would hafta hold
Till the man let him know when it was sold
Then he would take what wrapped in the paper sack
Make the drop and he'd make it back
Imagine that to play the mac
And not know how one's s'posed to act
When them hustlin' on them corners
Don't play them for weak cuz them will shoot ya
Real young killa gangsta rude-boy
Destined for death yet o'm your future
How can the youth be humble
When we live in an age of rage
Too young and naive to conceive that them diggin' an early grave
And by the time the nineties come around ..
Mom's had a frown since the man went down
Kites fly penitentiary bound and lil' man's left to hold his
ground
Playin' his art stayin' in school ..
Nothin' short of payin' his dues
Mamas heart's what made him choose ..
Got him a start in breakin' rules
Hittin' them books hangin' with crooks ..
Watchin' out when that law man looks
Money's put in them pocket books
And business good 'cuz he got them rooks
To make the run getting' it done ..
With the advantage of bein' so young
Nobody cared about what had begun ..
Then by the end of '91
He was the kid in junior high â¦
Lookin' to get some new supply
Got him a hook up through some guy
Livin' like either it's do or die
Under the influence of the game ..
Already been through the love and the pain
Feelin's to him that one in the same ..
Gotta maintain or go down the drain
It was the life he learned to live ..
He's never had an alternative
Most forbid the things he did ..
But what would you do if you were the kid growin' up
Around the cut only exposed to what's corrupt
Nothin' could break a boy so rough
Except the touch of his mother's love
Around the summer of '93 ..
Everyone's packin' artillery
Do many wantin' to be a 'g'
Ready to make a delivery
Whatever it took to get in a set ..
Not even worried about regret
It's who could pose the biggest threat
And catch the most of all respect
He can't stop ..
He won't stop ..
Even though every spot is hot
Givin' it everything thing he's got ..
Tryin' to keep from getting' caught
Never the one to be any place
Long enough to catch a case
After all no time to waste
When doin' your business face to face
He's comin' equipped to make the lick ..
Not about to play the trick
Puttin' in work to make the hit and keepin' it low to stay legit
Mom's and dad's i'm talkin' to you ..
These are the things our children do
Hopin' you listen and catch the clues then maybe
17.Problemas
18.Right Now
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