Spaghetti Junction

歌詞

Niggas elope wit ski slopes and fall like avalanches tootin like it's cool yous a fool and i can't just sit around and watch those nose membranes flame my ends is loose and you can't stop that rain when it starts to fall Over like Ms. Pacman hammer and vogues and catman i'm speaking about them crows cause you know nothing bout that man the nigga the B-I-G is high in flight like valujet you thinking about the beating this my end is never met nigga black man, white man, J man aint no joke remember me and my cousin used to sit up o' the porch and talk about when we get older now we up against the ropes, yeah they kickin niggaz door down cause it aint no dope on the streets a quarter pound of feet weed that's all a nigga like me need talking about that southern ses, nigga you all up in that mess but never shall you test and never shall you quiz running up on me with that fuck shit will get you nothing but dead nigga Hook be careful where you roam cause you might not make it home don't you dare ever get lost or get caught up in that sauce to all you playas play your brims and you hustlers chrome your rims lacks and pimps and macks i love the corners that you bend Well i'm dranking on yak while i'm dippin off in that 'lac them junkins around my way ya'll always smokin on that crack be layin them college park hoez flat on they backs living the life of pimps steadily making this paper stack niggaz don't understand the master plan crumble your 'erb man til they start kickin the doors in then be ready to blast them out, like Kast, we bout to crash so mayday, may Dre knock them up off they ass boy We struggle like fat hoes just to get things that those people got.. we forgot, they always goona keep a plot right up they sleeve you won't believe they decieve like weave theives can break in your crib and leave in that good life to so give me, me and then i'm straight as 8:05 see blind folds can't cover three eyes we wise to the fact so we attack wit what we know heaven is the only good life so what you strivin fo Hook Well like flip-flops and football socks a nigga be rockin the mike like birthdays lil jon and sercy so are you worthy i'm callin yo'ass a flaw pimp yappin' about this crew you run wit Bankhead bouncin to that dump shit So what else can you come wit They can bite but cannot be us they can come and pick a little slang but cannot see us you ought to be a shame tryin' to fit in my adidas so run like dmc is me and no, don't get no heater well wez dippin around the corner in that golden stankin lincoln and got my heat up under my seat just case these youngstas try to take it pullin a pistol on a black man was never the plot but sometimes my brothers will dis us and try to take my spot well they come like black stallions in the night usually around 4 or 5 that's when they figure the time is right when you good and sleep i couldn't until i seen't wit my own eyes here they come over the hill surprise hook