And now, the car bomb Yo, re-re, come on man, let's get the fuck up out of here, man All right baby, all right speedy, I'm coming, damn Took a motherfuckin' hour to get dressed I told you I was gonna be here over this motherfucker I wanna be in and out, now, don't fuck around over here And baby, I'm lookin' good, all right, I'm lookin' good I'm sayin', fuck that man, I'm tryin' to get the fuck up out of here, man All right, all right, I'm comin' damn shit Yo, yo, yo, hold it, hold it, whassup, this shit? You know the people right there? You know those motherfuckers right there? No nigga, I don't know, you paranoid What the fuck they lookin' at? I'm sayin' you ain't seen The motherfuckers ridin' past lookin' all at me and shit Nigga, you trippin', now you trippin', nigga you trippin' Let's go, scary-ass nigga you hidin' somethin', let's keep Man, fuck that man, get in the car, man aw, goddamn Told you don't fuck around over here and shit, whatever Damn, what the fuckin' up with this shit? You didn't put no gas in this raggedy motherfucker, goddamn! I just got a tune-up the other day, man, my shit and all that Ain't this a bitch, pined-out Pete let's keep, oh my goodness Man, shut the fuck up, let me start my motherfuckin' shit Fuck you, nigga, take me © ANDRE YOUNG PUB DESIGNEE; AIN'T NOTHING BUT FUNKIN' MUSIC; ROCKIN'IT MUSIC; HARD WORKING BLACK FOLKS INC; WARNER-TAMERLANE PUBLISHING CORP; BIG YACHT MUSIC; WB MUSIC CORP.; LOOT ON LOOSE LEAF MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com