the big homie back
That head n***a in charge of rack
Believe you me,
the gangstas they dancing that
Cups in hand, with a blunt bout to light
And you already know when the Kid P do it
The whole world stop and
listen to the music
But I don't want you to stop,
keep the crowd moving
Fuck what I'm saying, just groove to it
Cause I could write this shit all day
And say I'm getting lazy,
I say I'm getting paid
To write easier shit than Dr. Seuss
That make the girls wanna get loose
And have they fun, while
they still young
Sugar pops wanna pop it off
with the thugs
There's too many sugar pops
and not enough thugs
Yeah, that's how we like it, son
Gift with a rich black thug
Who drive a Oldsmobile
and got a penthouse on 81st
While these rappers pop shit,
I'm tryna squirt
So don't force me to put in work
Get your own, nigga, stop stressin'
What I do, nigga, don't stress me
Who I sex, nigga, stop stressin'
How I live and how much I pay for this
Get your own, nigga, stop stressin'
What I do, nigga, don't stress me
through our sex, niggas stop stressing
how I live and how much I pay for this
Stupid ring, an idiot bracelet,
big dumb ass chain
and the watch on my wrist
It's retarded,
make your face like you can't sit,
niggas need laxative
Their girlfriend face light up
and they step right up
Like what I've done, nothing but love,
light up and we gon' turn the night up
You made me mad popular with the hoes,
with that picture at the show
And I ain't get a chance to say thank you
for putting the infamous P up on that screen
Ain't nothing better than
some good rap beef
And fans eating it up
with some saying sweet
Cause people is dying
but people getting killed everyday
Niggas stop crying
Ima help you get that fear out your chest
Here prodigy you got the best
Get your own, niggas stop stressing
What I do, niggas don't stress me
Who I sex, niggas stop stressing
How I live, and how much I paid for this
Mind get your own
Niggas stop stressin', what I do
Niggas don't stress me, who I sex
Niggas stop stressin',
how I live, and how much I paid for this
Y 'all niggas don't want it
America's most wanted,
America's nightmare
You motherfuckers were extreme,
nigga
He's back
Like I went somewhere
else
President Reagan has now set in motion
a program of research and development
for futuristic weapons
to defend this country
from incoming nuclear missiles
and no one knowing whether someone might tighten
their finger on the on the trigger
teach it to everybody
and help pick up