Woodson and Worthing

Smoke on the kill popped up on three wheel want another peel naw nigga I'ma chill gone off the X its the SP-Mex just made 2 twenty-thousand dollar bets hoes wanna speak nah I need a freak I be freestyle flowing in my sleep out to Hous-tone that's my dam home I like to get high I need a bowl of Honeycomb Man put em up man I can't quit I need a forty and a forty cigarette down for my raza mira lo que pasa when it get hot I'ma have to buy a raspa maybe orchata check my palabras I like girls with the real pretty patas Ima throw vato back to chase gato SPM mean South Park Mojado 1 in a billion V-12 engine in the same city with Destiny's Children I'm off the rocka peace to Lil' Papa I be the shit, in spanish it's the caca I'ma take a picture of you're but naked sister and my killas got more pliers than wrencha gangsta gangsta read all about it 22 holes in ya' brand new outfit feestyle flow is all I come with I don't give a fuck ya'll stupid dumb bitch in the land of g's smoking QP's Smoke on kill I'ma smoke trees man I get crunked do what with my thang swang lang lang in the mothafucking brain dumb diddy dum did I did I get dumb I'ma get my gun I'ma shoot off your thumb Shoot you in the buns I mean the dam ass I'ma get a glass and than pull up some rasp mothafucking berry with a lil cherry my mothafuckin niggas is so dam very so dam very mothafuckin scary with the mothafucking what what the Dirty Harry I'ma say hi to my favorite cities I dont even care if they what little bitty I get on my knees and I thank the Lord whipping boys down with my microphone cord swurl to the world diamonds and pearls all my girls died like Devirl Ashurl straw to the nose curl up my toes selling that cane to them buttnaked hoes man I aint foolish but I do talk to bullets better tell ya boys to cool it cause I grab it and I pull it man As I look up at the sky my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye my body temperature falls I'm shakin can they break in tryin to save a dog As I look up at the sky my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye my body temperature falls I'm shakin can they break in tryin to save a dog Man I put it down I aint tryin to trip but I talk shit in the syrup I'ma sip peace to Lil' Flip and my big homie Hump Hillwood Cloverland Sunnyside aint no pump throwed from the junk purple ice in my cup man i gotta have it i ain lyin i'm in love with the codeine on the martin luther king left on crespont three week by sterling make a hoe sing on my motha fuckin hook pirates dat shook i sell dope on foot momma understand i'm a hustlin man rock the white sand watch the white van get the fuck out if you see em jump out undercover cops got they eyes on the south just bought a house never took a louse everything i got come from a quarter ounce that what i started in the game with niggas short stoppin at the body wood bridge if they want bricks gotta come to the hill takin no less then a ten dolla bill you can have the three five seven dollar pieces i'ma dress like a fiend in gold and no creases i got ma gun no time for fun its saturday night slang til i see the sun peace to hugh lun and the what the T-O Cricket in the plug and my nigga Pancho Ed Loco and my boy Jimmy Green motha fuckin Kid and my brother Rodney man can you see dont put it pass me fuck the R.I.P. i die for my G's in the orleans way back to sky plaza Woodson N Worthin pobly cuz i'za Hillwood Hustla thats my damn click but we sell bricks and we like to fight pigs i just had puppies but somebody stole my dogs i'm tellin you young niggas i dont call the law when i fuckin catch ya i'ma pistol whip ya man betta ask yo olda brotha or ya sista look what you done i done fell off the subject wo why the oh my bananna republic man lets hoop at the cloverland park bought my white tee from the super k-mart on this dam mic i go so hard fourty five hundred jolly rancher on my car dam As I look up at the sky my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye my body temperature falls I'm shakin can they break in tryin to save a dog As I look up at the sky my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye my body temperature falls I'm shakin can they break in tryin to save a dog Time to reload shots through yo' do' i love fuckin action i can never say no deuce double 0 duece til i go i wanna act bad like i did once befo' like toe to toe any day low but if it at n minute i'm strup at the show pack mac-11 drink chronic seven fuck it low g my last name is 187 shit is gettin hicted thug aint convicted they all want my dope cause my shit is so addictive i'm down for my nina my shit is pure skama im ridin on my lowlow bangin screwed up santana what ya'll think me and low g wasn't ridin togetha no mo' my boy workin on this shit gettin it right comin out this year 2002 this is for all the mamies fuck ya'll if you cant make tamales man this for all my niggas i'm druk and i got the hiccups and it rhymed