It's June 14, 2024, 05:46:26 AM
decent verse son
Me and Bud got sumit in common, we both Kings of B'ers,So after I spit I take a sip and like Obie I say cheers,You reaching the summit of all fears, an you takin the plummit,You gettin it, I got it, you doing it, man I just done it,Won it, like Mikey walking outter the court room without shackles,Cos like Nike this man just does it, you boys are babies without rattles,Animals on display in cages like Akon you locked up,While I'm all drunked up wit yo momma in her hot tub,Runnin up on your block, whut, with a glock thats cocked up,Loaded, ready to shoot, grab your loot and your rocks up,Pullin out all the stops look, just to see you laid down,I've poured out so many spirits they say this is a ghost town,I get around so much I could swear I'm spinnin,I dont need a gold medal to tell me that I'm always winnin,Never smilin always grinnin cos always hustlin, dealin and schemin,What you know about screamin, dyin on ya streets bleedin dreamin of freedom,Makin cream an obtaining beef its like I got a herd of cows in the streets,But the more opponents I get against me, the more that get beat!