tha time I really needed his dough. But I know the rules. You never sell crack where you rest at. Cuz haterz send shellz where ya chest at. In my case them motherfuckers sent shellz where my vest at
, real street *. Da blond hair bandit, you got gunz, hand it. Turn my face when I bust a cannon. 'cause I don't wear sunblock. Ask Drag if the fire is hot (Flame On baby). * pop shellz, fall