Cut from a different cloth, I'm a different fabric They wanna see the day that I go polyester Like a nigga water whip, I'ma get it crackin' I ain't never stop thuggin', I'm like this forever Glee, gleeful Yeah, like a nigga water whip Like a nigga water

Put these MC's on deep freeze Yeah, I roll deep on these Using my name for a dead bit of fame, tryna get up in the game, yeah right nigga, fuck that Stormz' ain't grime and Stormz' ain't clash, look don't be fooled 'cause the war ting, I love that Call

Who is this I see, coming through, it's like 3 on the a.m I'ma rob this nigga, and when I'm done, I'ma slay him For being stupid like, comin' through after 1 or 2 And havin' a gun that he couldn't get to, yeah, that one'll do Foolish niggas learn the

C'mon Xzibit Yeah... Ahh, ahh, E-Dub It's that millennium ridiculous flow, I never let go Niggaz gettin' knocked out is part of my show Let 'em know who they fuckin' with yo, a rhyme wrangler

Got a nigga goin' crazy Time goes by, puffin' on lye Hopin' that it gets me high I feel crazy Oh yeah, I feel crazy And Hennessy don't help Throw me a cigarette, dawg! They got me feelin' crazier than a motherfucker I got Bad Azz in this motherfucker

Don't talk to me, get your bread up We eatin', all my niggas fed up Bitch broke, shut up And we used to fuck but I got fed up Bitch you broke, shut up Yeah we used to fuck but I got fed up You a ho rat, that pussy throwback I’m tryna fuck, you ain’t

Four Pockets Full yeah Faded, I'm on that sizzurp Then I'ma light my spliff up I'm a big dog, y'all niggas teacups On the jet gettin' brain with my feet up I don't bite my tongue, I'ma speak up Send a hit, watch them young niggas eat up No deer but a

I'm getting this nigga in the morning He gon' think he been chiefin' just too long when He see me in the evenin' Want to catch all these feelin' Well let me be the first to get mine Yeah, you feelin’ on top now, getting that money nigga? (You sold your

(Click clack, get back, 'fore you niggas feel that) Yeah, yo, check it Turn me up a little bit, on the mic I flip shit for gang-bang niggas I talk shit for insane niggas

Real nigga, I We see eye to eye Get high, touch the sky Right hand in the air Left hand in the pot Over that, 'bout they mad I see green in your eyes, it don't lie (green) Blew dollar bills in them hills to the sky (yeah)