[00:04.17]Sun God get 'em
[00:15.15]I stay far from my opponents, pardon me dogs
[00:18.84]That's why lead the call, they moving up on us
[00:21.42]But them G's on the corners, move when
[00:23.94]I moveThat's a warning, or
[00:25.62]I'mma have my goons spin a garment
[00:27.60]Think it's sweet, and try to creep or run up on us
[00:30.42]They get deeper than twelve foot, and you be leaking out of order
[00:33.75]Don't beef, if you ain't beefin' for no quarters'
[00:36.03]Cuz pain is money, you float funny when you surfin' the water
[00:39.87]I'm that dude slangin' pack by the border
[00:42.39]I love my life,
[00:43.53]I live it twice, 'cuz it's up to me sorta
[00:45.84]You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your daughter
[00:49.65]That really love me, for the **** that
[00:51.99]I taught her
[00:52.20]Will Smith on the guest list, pops is the king
[00:55.29]I'm the fresh prince, forty oil tune, kick ya chest in
[00:58.59]Us that got the universe confession, pardon your dame
[01:02.04]I'm new to the game, but true to my lessons
[01:17.13]Jeans, hoods, ****, ****
[01:19.71]Visions of me swallowing ****, being chased by jake
[01:23.04]And the sound of the razor keep hitting the plate
[01:25.92]And tooters is flab with ****, with **** and them jeans
[01:29.10]We chew through it, like we coming down off ****
[01:32.19]And my P.O., she half
[01:33.57]Creole, I move from
[01:34.86]Philly to
[01:35.37]DallasWith true talent, like my name is
[01:37.50]T.O.So when
[01:38.55]I ****, I gotta **** slow, she know
[01:40.50]I kick them
[01:40.98]Vasine bottles'
[01:41.94]Cuz if I'm dirty,
[01:42.99]I ain't letting it go
[01:44.16]Your project steps is
[01:45.54]Ajax down, dry blood
[01:47.52]Maintenance men with the scrub brush, scraping the ground
[01:50.58]Diapers, baby rattles and broke lighters,
[01:53.13]I led many
[01:54.06]Horses to water, just to see if they like it
[01:56.67]Taste my,
[01:57.39]Betty Crock', ready rock, bet he cock, now
[02:00.09]News flash, my **** ridin'
[02:01.86]L, laid a cop down
[02:03.30]Any of ya **** want beef,
[02:05.34]I will stop clowns
[02:06.69]I got a bad ox' fifth, now how the **** sound?
[02:24.06]Jeans, hoods, guns ****
[02:24.42]Aiyo, what up
[02:25.17]S.G.? Aiyo, what's poppin' my ****
[02:27.39]I'm just oil in the ****, exercising my trigger
[02:30.45]Finger, I've got the biggest ****, yeah,
[02:32.85]I got a crispy stainless
[02:34.02]Your mans ain't **** those hoes, they just a bunch of gamers
[02:37.35]Them head shots, neck shots, probably blow they brains in
[02:40.50]I'm so close to the edge, pushin' they **** face in
[02:43.47]I bet you now, them mutha**** really start complaining
[02:46.50]No hesitation, my reputation'll leave 'em chaining
[02:49.56]We go hard, like the
[02:50.94]NARC's when we start invading
[02:52.71]I copped the license and registration, to cock and aiming
[02:55.83]It's all entertainment and all my **** made it
[02:58.83]We hard body like
[03:00.06]Wu-Tang and
[03:01.20]Iron Maiden
[03:01.92]I keep the **** blazing, hands hurt
[03:04.47]Like a **** when she putting braids in,
[03:06.63]I think it's so amazing
[03:08.07]We ran **** for hours, up in the
[03:10.14]Days InnHood rats and **** motels, we seen baking
[03:26.34]Jeans, hoods, guns, ****
[03:28.32]Good

Sun God get 'em
I stay far from my opponents, pardon me dogs
That's why lead the call, they moving up on us
But them G's on the corners, move when
I moveThat's a warning, or
I'mma have my goons spin a garment
Think it's sweet, and try to creep or run up on us
They get deeper than twelve foot, and you be leaking out of order
Don't beef, if you ain't beefin' for no quarters'
Cuz pain is money, you float funny when you surfin' the water
I'm that dude slangin' pack by the border
I love my life,
I live it twice, 'cuz it's up to me sorta
You a fool with a mental disorder, and it's probably your daughter
That really love me, for the **** that
I taught her
Will Smith on the guest list, pops is the king
I'm the fresh prince, forty oil tune, kick ya chest in
Us that got the universe confession, pardon your dame
I'm new to the game, but true to my lessons
Jeans, hoods, ****, ****
Visions of me swallowing ****, being chased by jake
And the sound of the razor keep hitting the plate
And tooters is flab with ****, with **** and them jeans
We chew through it, like we coming down off ****
And my P.O., she half
Creole, I move from
Philly to
DallasWith true talent, like my name is
T.O.So when
I ****, I gotta **** slow, she know
I kick them
Vasine bottles'
Cuz if I'm dirty,
I ain't letting it go
Your project steps is
Ajax down, dry blood
Maintenance men with the scrub brush, scraping the ground
Diapers, baby rattles and broke lighters,
I led many
Horses to water, just to see if they like it
Taste my,
Betty Crock', ready rock, bet he cock, now
News flash, my **** ridin'
L, laid a cop down
Any of ya **** want beef,
I will stop clowns
I got a bad ox' fifth, now how the **** sound?
Jeans, hoods, guns ****
Aiyo, what up
S.G.? Aiyo, what's poppin' my ****
I'm just oil in the ****, exercising my trigger
Finger, I've got the biggest ****, yeah,
I got a crispy stainless
Your mans ain't **** those hoes, they just a bunch of gamers
Them head shots, neck shots, probably blow they brains in
I'm so close to the edge, pushin' they **** face in
I bet you now, them mutha**** really start complaining
No hesitation, my reputation'll leave 'em chaining
We go hard, like the
NARC's when we start invading
I copped the license and registration, to cock and aiming
It's all entertainment and all my **** made it
We hard body like
Wu-Tang and
Iron Maiden
I keep the **** blazing, hands hurt
Like a **** when she putting braids in,
I think it's so amazing
We ran **** for hours, up in the
Days InnHood rats and **** motels, we seen baking
Jeans, hoods, guns, ****
Good