It's your neighborhood drug dealer Uh, I'm your neighborhood drug dealer I'm your neighborhood drug dealer Neighborhood drug dealer One, two, what it be? Michael Jordan, white, bitch, 23 Uh, it's your neighborhood drug dealer Bet you hear my pipes rev

Now, she is a little queen of spades, and the men will not let her be Mmm, she is the little queen of spades, and the men will not let her be Everytime she makes a spread, hoo, fair brown, cold chill just runs all over me I'm gon' get me a gamblin'

I was searching You were on a mission Then our hearts combined like A neutron star collision I have nothing left to lose You took your time to choose Then we told each other With no trace of fear that Our love would be forever

Over the river and through the woods We'll do a little what we want After one long week of doin what we should There's a bonfire burning Got Bocephus blaring Louder than allowed out in our neck of the neighborhood If you wanna see follow me over the

Pistol grip pump on my lap at all times They can be fucking with other niggas shit, but they can't be fucking with mine I was raised in the hood called what the diffrence The brothers in the hood be chivalrous So I rest defense on my ligaments Pistol

I am going, I am going Where streams of whiskey are flowing Any which way the wind may be blowing Last night as I slept I dreamt I met with Behan I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day When questioned on his views On the crux of life's

And the thing that gets to me Is you'll never really see And the thing that freaks me out Is I'll always be in doubt Woo hoo hoo It's the animal, it's the animal, it's the animal instinct in me Suddenly something has happened to me As I was having my cup

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) Tay Keith, this too hard Ring, ring, ring, we drip too hard, ayy (Run that back, Turbo) I got a 19 and it fold in my pocket And I'm gettin' by, let 'em choose sides We get M's in by the shoe size I don’t fuck with y'all

Stay Dangerous Hop in the coupe, subtract the roof, like what it do? Heard you don't like neither, nigga fuck it, too Heard you tryna wife her up, I'm tryna pipe her loose All my niggas got stripes (rah!), sabertooth Big P's, Big B's, nigga, suu whoop

At the Conway Motor Inn It was a Friday night, late fall After a high school football game Yeah they made love for the first time, I've been here forever, 1959 My name is on the front door, they call me 205 They snuck away, in a beat up Chevrolet Till