I GOT A CARAVAN OF nikkaS, EVERY TIME WE RIDE
HITTIN MOTHERfukkERS UP WHEN WE PASS BY, UNTIL I DIE,
LIVE THE LIFE OF A BOSS PLAYA, CAUSE EVEN WHEN I'M HIGH
fukk WITH ME AND GET CROSSED LATER, THE FUTURES IN MY EYES
CAUSE ALL I WANT IS CASH AND THANGS
A FIVE-DOUBLE-OH BENZ FLAUNTIN' FLASHY RINGS, UHH
bytchES PURSUE ME LIKE A DREAM
BEEN KNOWN TO DISAPPEAR BEFORE YOUR EYES JUST LIKE A DOPE FIEND, IT SEEMS,
MY MAIN THING WAS TO BE MAJOR PAID
THE GAME SHARPER THAN A MOTHERfukkIN' RAZOR BLADE
SAY MONEY BRING bytchES, bytchES BRING LIES
ONE nikka'S GETTIN' JEALOUS, AND MOTHERfukkERS DIE
DEPEND ON ME LIKE THE FIRST AND FIFTEENTH
THEY MIGHT HOLD ME FOR A SECOND, BUT THESE PUNKS WON'T GET ME
WE GOT FOUR nikkaS, IN LOW RIDERS, AND SKI MASKS
SCREAMIN' THUG LIFE EVERY TIME THEY PASS
ALL - EYES - ON - ME
Last edited: Mar 13, 2017