Watch me draw icons off the Blacks of gangs And so the game's changed, from the shooting range Three songs in just 2 months To put another neck in a noose Because a woman's scorn is no joke, don't laugh She kept on moanin' 'till she started to cum Read up on economics and how to start a business Got heads in the back about to flip off Two lips blowin' kisses, muah to my mistress But they can't catch me, breakin bitches off like a sawed-off Early morning hang over, let's hit the breakfast club Sometimes I feel like I'm the that's doin ?? I get down, fucked up my shit packed like a club 662 Tupac's on the set, it's to the top where we're goin I check your nuts and get your ass a gat G You told sistas to keep they head up and never switch Get my dick suck while smoking on some killer herb I ride the wave high, like this is my hype, bitch