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:20
Cuz I stay Nice,
The Money I got, Is Unlimited,
Dont even Have a Price...
I Ride for My Team,
We down for Things,
Eatin Lucky Charms,
Cause we Always Filled Wit Green...
:32
U ask why I change Phor, cause I take Face from Whores, and I'm Dealin wit More Bitches then Lingerie Stores...
I'm on a Plane Tour, Whos the one to Blame? Fuckin with Chinese Lames, Who Struggle to say My Name...
It's No Game, Fuck a Fucka, I'll clown ya Baby Motha, feed the bitch metal, Like She Eatin her Daily Suppa...
Pull the Truck Up, Uh, I know You wish You could, but we hit up more Par-Tee's then Jumpin Tiger Woods...
Claim You Hood, Man, U aint Shook Me, You Bleed More, Leave you Back Spaced like Rookies Wit Keyboards...
Ya Face See's Floors, Feel the Tension, and Must I mention, I dont need a Weapon just to Dent Ya Whole Chest In...
Learn a Lesson, You'll be Layed in One Place, Erase ya Taste, and melt your skull once the Laser Meets Your Face...
I'm Blazin Out Of Trace, a Mack at Its Best, Talk Slick, Catch Hooks wit the Right and Jabs wit The Left...
1:14 x2
Cuz I stay Nice,
The Money I got, Is Unlimited,
Dont even Have a Price...
I Ride for My Team,
We down for Things,
Eatin Lucky Charms,
Cause we Always Filled Wit Green...
1:37
You'll Feed off Clips, Cause we Run wit Chicks, That dont give us a choice, they'll Suck and Fuck the Dicks...
I'll Sit here Till the Weed Ends, Slurp the Semen, The crew chillin drunk At a house every weekend...
I'm Ridin wit a Bong, Tongue Slidin down My Schlong, hittin tons of wraps, like I'm gettin violent wit my Songs...
You'll Learn, I need change so I'm Roughin the Clerk, Wearin White Shoes, Faded Jeans, and a Button Up Shirt...
We Spit fire @ Mic's, we Really send em to Hell, Droppin Plenty a bars, Till U really feel You In Jail, Watch me, Cast a Spell, On these Clowns that Suffer, Kid, I sonned you, please, that dont make me ya mother...
Kid, My Riots are Clean, I Totally Wired the Scene, and I receive more Bags of Green, then Buyers of Weed...
Cause Yall Do it Wrong, girls carry Weed in there Thongs, and I stay G'd Up like that G Unit Song...
2:19 x2
Cuz I stay Nice,
The Money I got, Is Unlimited,
Dont even Have a Price...
I Ride for My Team,
We down for Things,
Eatin Lucky Charms,
Cause we Always Filled Wit Green...
