who you know fresher than green, riddle me that
im on the road blowin grade a hayes
don’t be mad at me dogg this all i know is to show these ??? how it supposed to go
i’ll teach ya how to stunt
countdown to armageddon motherf-cker, chuck taylor in this b-tch wit dj green latern
its the remix
have you ever seen a bently coupe on gold dayton wires, doin a buck fifty, me banks buck & 50, im ridin shotgun with the mac 11, this the remix homie stunt 1-8-7, before i lose my life, for that dime embezzled, i’ll tint the window with your brains n-gg- 38 special, and i keep somethin ghetto in the von dutch stelletos, canerrie yellow rocks in my chest like carmello, might rock a rose gold jesus piece, wit stones that shine like the ghost of eazy-e, and you can try and sn-tch my chain if you think your a stunt man, i’ll put you in hard bottoms like you work for jumpman. you want the drama i’ll bring the beef, like i work at fatburger 7 dayz a week, soon as snoop retire, i’m the king of cali, i’ll stunt like i caught jacob in a manhattan alley.
hook- lil flip x2
we came to show you how to stunt, big cars, big trucks, and bigger whips, you claim you got this and that by flippin crack, stop lyin, n-gg- you just rapped.
a lot of rap cats rap about jewels, but that aint rose gold, that’s fools, look at the shoes on the whip 22’s, i still gotta deal, what about you? i got liqour n-gg- you wanna drink? i go on shoppin sprees, you wanna mink? im just kiddin, i aint trickin for no hoe, this how im livin i aint hurtin for no doe, i push tight whips just like percy(what else), i always rock custom jerseys (what else), my new sh-t about to drop on you n-gg-s, just call me hoe, when you not wit ya n-gg-.
i stay stuntin, green 6 black parrelli’s, i make pounds of weed disappear like makaveli, cameras follow me, see someone get injured, flash the banger on celebirty uncensored, my rap crew got mays that come in half noons, they come vacc-m and clean out my bathrooms, don hoes love to double team, and bring me to the holidae in like im chingy, they now my thing bang livers, till i skiet the f-ck off like them ying yang n-gg-s, me and 9 we take a thousand vikins, we rich b-tch hikin and mountain bikin, bein broke, give me the chill so i keep sellin these pills till im in beverly hills, yea, i’ll teach you how to never give up, until you got speakers in that truck motherf-cker.