pourin. Since +Def+ is the label I belong in a morgue!. I'm walkin half-dead, actin senile. With bigga niggaz from jail than the one on "Green Mile". I'll huff and puff, blow the club down. I'll snuff
, in this club Listen, you got some friends rollin' with you. Baby, then that's cool. You can leave them with my niggas. Let 'em know that I got you If you didn't know. You're the only thing that's