(Yuh, ayy)

My rap city just goes to shows

How street a **** is

I've been chose to expose

How weak you **** is

You mothafucka's is peasant

You wait til' I'm in prison

Baby shit and pissin' his pants as soon as I gave him the Desie

Yah, robbery once, conspiracy murder too

Before he spoke on my name, I never heard of dude

Now time to piss him off

'Cause I spot one of his hoes

She sprinkle coke on my dick, then she sniff and lick it off

Why you so kinky biggavel ?

Baby just hush the fuck up and suck me

Then hit the strip til' I come and go get my money

A pimp till I die

I can say it's in my blood, it's just a trade that I learned, runnin' through the slums

Last night it was a pain

Bitches was playin' crazy and shit

Don't sound like I fuck with more than 50.C? (Shit)

On my way to your borough, gettin' bent

Try'na figure out how much money I spent

Yuh, you can't stop

You can't stop her game

You can't stop her game, baby

And we ain't lovin' these hoes no, they all want us to change

And all you mothafucka's is lame

Desert Eagle will blow out your brains, baby

Thought that it was over but no-o (Oh, oh, o-oh)