Ooh, baby, ooh, baby, go on, keep it spinnin' Ooh, yuck me up, I don't want no romancin' Ooh, baby I see these muhfuckas glancin' When my whip stop, then my wheels keep spinnin' We got London On Da Track Ohh, yeah yeah (wow), yeah yeah, yeah, yeah Hunnid

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

I put that battery in his back I'm the reason why he move like that That's my muh muh'fuckin toy soldier I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat You don't wanna play with my toy soldier I say it's on then it's on until your life is over Fuckin' with my

Yeah, we back Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor The back room with just the one little small window, nigga The light be comin' through it in the morning Old-ass walls and shit But it's just like I remember, just like I wanted it Yeah, I'm workin'

Middle finger to my haters, muhfucka why you hating? I'm gone I ain't really wanna do it but I did it to em, nigga I'm gone Leave the beat shit alone, leave the bullshit at home, I'm gone Even though I'm out of here, nigga gotta keep it real, I'm gone

Thank God for the first nigga started trapping Thank God for the first nigga started rapping Thank God for the first girl to start stripping And I'mma have to keep it muhfucking real with 'em I got a problem with these niggas Trigger finger keep itchin'

(T.O.S.) Terminate on sight You don't have very many options You can, get with the program, or you die You see the muh muh'fuckers who get it right (T.O.S.) Night or daylight It's hammertime, got your nine, I got mine

Eine Wau-wau-wau, Ratatsching-daderatabum. Eine Muh Muh, eine Mäh, Eine Täterätätä, Eine Tute, eine Rute, Eine Hopp-hopp-hopp-hopp, Eine Diedeldadeldum, Außer Kuchen-zeug Bringt noch der gute euch:

This is not for you Restless soul, enjoy your youth Like Muhammad hits the truth Can't escape from the common rule If you hate something, don't you do it, too Small my table, sits just two Got so crowded, I can't make room Oh, where did they come from?

Can't read my, No he can't read my poker face Can't read my (Muh Muh muh muh muh muh muh) P p p poker face, p p p poker face (She is gonna let nobody) (She's got me like nobody) I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh