(Chef!)
One of these days and you won't be long
Don't give a flyin' fuck talk with signs up, walk with the iron tucked
One of these days and you won't be long
Straddlers with cannons and hatchets gettin' cheers
The ricochet nigga
Nines crowns verses your nine towns
'Dat's Gangsta' shit, that American style dig it, prick
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, Deck)
One of these days and you won't be long
One of these days and you won't be long
The cable luck bare, my man got me one on his leckle
One of the nine brothers, I'm so unique every line that smother
I'm in too deep boy I just gotta love this, they call we Too Sweet
Dig her out on the table, bent off the Remy licker head splitter
One of these days and you won't be long
(Yo, yo)
One of these days and you won't be long
(That's what you call it pa)
Amarettos that's how I like it, sweat on my wine bottles
(I got to know)
Gots to get my cut rebel I "City Slicker", pick up a pretty sister
The automobiles with them shiny assed hubs the endo pull
If we get real, put pop, poppin' at your blocks equal
Leave your "Eyes Wide Shut" money bag's on the table
One of these days and you won't be long
(That's what you call it pa)
One of these days and you won't be long
We've been missin' them soldiers we came tonight
The bread winner, head spinner, coldest with the force
(I got to know)
(That's what you call it pa)
(Yo, that's what you call it pa)
One of these days and you won't be long
No remorse, endorse the rap artist so flamboyant 'cos
Battle the world or any nigga I'm "Uptown Saturday Night"
(Keep your eyes on us)
One of these days and you won't be long
Represent money this 'Verbal intercourse', fueled by exhaust
Blow off them matches and sit up with you
One of these days and you won't be long
Run up with nine 9's, brown down, get to lyin' you down
Like Bill Cos' got weed in the jars with vanilla cigars
I pimp slap the hardest ever since the 'Triumph'
Yo I'm sicker than the V12 X5 with cracks in the
Rolly jumper all we do is drink fuckin' drive
(That's what you call it pa)
Aiyo the streets, what is gettin' more crazy?
I'm from the home where the buffalo roam and niggas
(I got to know)
I come from the slums, I ain't no dummy my testament talk
The situation's grim it's bloody sin 'cos every time I want out
Stressin' me nothin', investin' the leathers, we all into things blazin'
Or prey I'm quick to slay with the rectifier shit caught by
One of these days and you won't be long
It's nothin' for me to get up with you, guts with you
Real niggas raise up, Mommy get your feet off 'The table'
With the bathtub club, my angel's in the mud veteran smile
They pull me back in I see my reflection in the chrome mack 10
Gassed off of my shit, vibratin' the whip
One of these days and you won't be long
Slingin' coke is just a normal habit, rappers we wear
(I got to know)
Ask the passer who's faster with the pen then pull it, nine hollows
One of these days and you won't be long
Deliver so cold I send shivers from many figures
Boy the mission is cobra, full exploder bulldoze through the rubbish
Take these niggas and throw 'em in lakes, it's business
Rake these niggas on the mic, display your ninjas
(You bound to come up)
One of these days and you won't be long
Yatzis are fresh off the block, block squeezin', it's real
On the strip, eyeballin' the chicks, all in the mix
(That's what you call it pa)
