Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
Just keepin' it real
Please give me the reason I'm fiendin' to know
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
You besta slow yo roll, boy
And when the glock click hot shot spit
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
It's the best you pay me my fetti
Dead in yo Chevy, dead in yo Chevy
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
Wit' lead in yo head
You cubic zirconia guess who the bezzle
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
If you out there and you owe me
When I get pissed off then the four four blows
Cerebellum all over the passenger seat
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Dead in yo Chevy, dead in yo Chevy
If you out there and you owe me
If you out there and you owe me
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
'Cause I'm talkin' about this hoe I'm fuckin'
Or been scared to get my fetti
If you out there and you owe me
Same hoe you lustin'
If you out there and you owe me
Or been scared to get my fetti
When my AK sprays wit yo dome
I got a big ole gun and I'll use it too
When you was gettin' paid livin' lavish
Or been scared to get my fetti
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
But that was way in the 70's
Wit' a nigga like you runnin' around town actin' bulletproof
If you out there and you owe me
If you out there and you owe me
Damn let me 'bout to nut up
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
But is you hoe ready for folk to kick in yo door
'Fore they find yo brain the a chevy
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
She be lickin' on the head and my Peter
Or been scared to get my fetti
Listen to you brag about yo days in the past
Leavin' you dead
If you out there and you owe me
Wuz up, big mouth, big talk, big game
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
Givin' low Z's for the four when the price is usually eight
You was gettin' half off and still came up a few grands short
In yo red candy apple capris
While you be beggin' to eat her
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
uh uh, okay, wuz up, shut up
You besta slow yo roll, boy
You besta slow yo roll boy
Or been scared to get my fetti
Better know yo role
You besta slow yo roll, boy
Why cheese missin' in my flow
Be the one that get got get shot
Fool, don't play dumb, don't say, "Sean what you talkin' about"
Then these hoes know
'Cause you ain't on my level
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
Or if you see me doin' dirt and feel it's best you tell it
Or hate me 'cause I fuck and she won't even let you smell it
You besta slow yo roll, boy
I ain't Pastor Troy but it ain't no play, it ain't no game
You besta slow yo roll boy
You besta slow yo roll, boy
All over the radio and ceiling
And I'ma hate it for your children
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
Or be found dead in yo Chevy
Say that the jackers kickin' yo hoe
You hate that don't ya, umm humm
