Killa, DipSet, Santana

Kay Slay in the House

Lets start the year off right

Lets go





Uh, Coke I get it and gram it

Respect the kids that demand it

Girls be lickin and stickin

Showin me tits like they Janet

Drivin a stick is a standard

When you sit in the porsche

Of Course the wrist is on force

I put the Cris' in of course

(Lets go)

Jump Jump Jump jump, get your rocks and roll

Pumpin on the pump, hit the pump da da doe

Dats the cop call, chow bow down now (squally)

Go in girls ass (ah ah ah)

Be in Huston with Flip

In Memphis with 6

Atlanta T.I

We handle D.I

God damn I be fly

Hi so Cameron D I

Bye from hammers to pies

my tan is a 9

Shit, my man imma grind

Mixed gram or a dime

The phantom of phantoms

My phantom is lime

Outlandish I shine

They aint understandin my rhymes

How I shoot cannons and 9s

Then always vanish in time





Aiiiiiyo aiite?

When we come thru we hear

Aiiiiiyo aiite?

When we run thru we hear

Aiiiiiyo aiite?

When we roll thru we hear

Aiiiiiyo aiite?





Now lemme hear you say, up did it

First one that jump get it, up, get 'em

Let 'em know that the pump did it, up, hit 'em

In his gut with the pump hit em, done did 'em

Feed 'em to the birds when we done with em, cuz

No way jose we play those games

Okay hombre we spray those things, yep

With no problemo, my coca bueno, oh yes I'm one loco moreno

I make change ye, I slang lle, to the sound of merengue like eyeyeyeyeyeye

Aand I bomb like la bamba

With bombas, send bobmas

To bomb ya with bombs in they bomba

Ya I'm crazy holmes, with that .80 chrome

So if I tell ya imma kill ya send daises home









Uh, killa

Eh yo, I'm quite foul

Doggie dogg might prowl

Black rob was like woah

Woah, dog we like wow

A Hundred Thou'

The Child Styles

Ring around the rosies cozy, blaugh blaugh

I played it down

I'll show you how

Stock Market on the cow I condone it

Get whatever will work

Youll get leveled to dirt

We be in the O

Out from jugglin work

For whatever its worth

We be wherever on earth

Gettin them checks on the first

Shit is better than work

Killa





Now I came to bring weight to papo

I heard eh, muchacho

Eh, come here, wheres the cane you 'vatto

Woah I put the thing to his brain and pop slow, woah woah

It look like a mango popped yo, no no

That cant be that thing you popped yo, oh oh

Yes yes, it was

Yes yes, the snub

Hurts like a motherfucker, yes yes it does