Nobody stands in between me and my man It's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones) What kind of fuckery is this? You made me miss the Slick Rick gig (oh, Slick Rick) And thought I didn't love you when I did (when I did) Can't believe you played me out like

Da Vinci, Da Vinci, Da Vinci Shot a horrible scene, man, you know what I'm saying, who the fuck be out? You know what I'm saying, I put in some Shoutout my label that's me I'm in this bitch with TP I'm in this bitch with 4trey I just poured up me a 8

Cause its all...goin on...in my life Cause its all (Growl)...goin on...in my life Earl Simmons, AKA The Dawg (what!), gettin down for real and goin hard This is my life and ima live how i want to live it motherfuckers want to fuckin come and get it

I usually don't do this, but fuck it You know what? (you know what?) You're like the hardest thing I've ever seen And I'm from the gutter so believe me I've seen some hard things You come from where the black flower grows I wanted to cut you down and

Let's show 'em how to live this life Show 'em how to live this life I wanna break you off like right now What a beautiful life Oh shit I'm finally famous And I'm rolling with the motherfuckin' top down How can you blame us? And I'ma need that penthouse

La da da da dah Hold up, hey It's the motherfuckin' D-O-double-G (Snoop Dogg) You know I'm mobbin' with the D-R-E You know who's back up in this motherfucker? What what what what? So blaze the weed up then Blaze it up Just blaze that shit up, nigga

Yeah, high top Versaces, I got high top socks I got popsicle diamonds, they no lie, ahk I got hot yellow shit suckin' my socks off (Slurp) It's so crazy how this money start a lot of stuff (What?) Fuck it, look at how much money startin' to double up

How can I fix what I fucked up? How can I, how can I Yeah, I'm in trouble, can't stop what's coming My hands are frozen into chains behind my back So please don't swallow down the key, let me out now Can't blame this one on bad luck Iced out, got hot,

Had this dream that I woke up in a 'Rari Can't fuck with you niggas, I'm sorry I'm too fly, I spread my wings and I'm soaring Used to trap them birds, now I'm fly like a bird Wassup Pablo? What's poppin? You got them birds? D-low?

Ryde or die If you want it we got it Come and get it nigga we wit it All you gotta do is set it baby What'cha niggas want, uh, uh What'cha niggas want This is the fuckin' shit I be talkin' about Half rappin' ass mothafuckers