[Talking]

Yeah, let's do it



[Mike x2]

My attitude stay cold like "Scarface" Al Pacino

What is it Queezy?, let's roll

Now you wildin under the lights with Michael Knyte

The truth hurts in the day time and at night

Have heart, have hustle, my niggaz and keep your game tight

Know what I mean?, the streets gon continue to watch

So I'ma stay fully loaded and copped

Like a detachable magazine

When I visit Reno I'm hittin the Silver Legacy Casino in my camoflauge jeans

Made by Def Jam

And my boots and the trees is sponsored by Timberland

Man everyday I'm just husltin

Bring a straight hungry, aggression, and passion

Just to keep this shit happenin

So watch how you roll

Game recognize game in a world full of haters and the po-po's

Man I'm tellin all my niggaz man everything they glitter 36-24 ain't gold

I'm spinnin and sinnin on low pro's



[Talking]

Mike Myer, a knyte rydah

Tell her, youknowImean

All in they face



[Equipto]

I said "Now, Wow", baby came with a thou'

Young and actin like a Indian, start askin how?

Tadow, see I got her all out of character

Hoppin on one leg she comin to America

Bark like a poodle, I'm all in the noodle

I doodle on the page and the game is brutal

I'm chillin, like a cooler manuver like a Heimlick

MC's knowin I been cold since 9-6

My bicep flexin, while doin the high-step

Bounce, and I'll be +Gone Till November+ Wyclef

Your highness, why they gon hate the skill

Took you under like the hood did ate and chill

Now it's crackin, I'm choppin in the bachelors pad

In the bathroom you won't find no maxipad

Roll up, from killin the swish and pass me that so quick

That's granddaddy in the Cadillac bitch

Fa sho, and she thought she couldn't get no higher

Until she really rolled with Michael Knyte Rydah

Hi, I'm the supplier the shotgun sitter

Don't get upset because I'm not done with her, the Knyte Rydah



[Talking]

Yeah, all in they face mayne, youknowwhatImean

It's my dot to e up in this coochie granny's

Up in the alley's, youknowwhatImean

In Cali, Frisco



[Andre Nickatina]

In me eyes this freak said she saw Carnival

And she'll pay a lil' fee if she can play and go

I like fine dimes, because I wear fine vines

Man walk with me baby we don't stand in club line

Baby night-time, night-ride cobra-cobra

A white Cashmere coat on my shoulder

Baby you can lose jewels if you choose

I'm tyrin to get half of ya ass like the moon

I might do court moves just like the Doc

Or rip your whole community man like the crack rock

My Nakamichi bangs and my Nakamichi knocks

From the blood to the bones and we still rep Pac

Lord of mercy, I give you water if ya thirsty

It's like a movie in the making when these bitches try to work me

My vogue tires shine like the sun

And they scream from the curb like a home-run

Drop like a hot gun, hat low ready to flaunt

I don't need no menu I know what I want

It's like the seventh sign, I see my life on the computer line

It's like a treasure when you find mines