Woodson and Worthing

Smoke on the kill popped up on three wheel
 want another peel naw nigga I'ma chill
 gone off the X its the SP-Mex
 just made 2 twenty-thousand dollar bets
 hoes wanna speak nah I need a freak
 I be freestyle flowing in my sleep
 out to Hous-tone that's my dam home
 I like to get high I need a bowl of Honeycomb
 Man put em up man I can't quit
 I need a forty and a forty cigarette
 down for my raza mira lo que pasa
 when it get hot I'ma have to buy a raspa
 maybe orchata check my palabras
 I like girls with the real pretty patas
 Ima throw vato back to chase gato
 SPM mean South Park Mojado
 1 in a billion V-12 engine
 in the same city with Destiny's Children
 I'm off the rocka peace to Lil' Papa
 I be the shit, in spanish it's the caca
 I'ma take a picture of you're but naked sister
 and my killas got more pliers than wrencha
 gangsta gangsta read all about it
 22 holes in ya' brand new outfit
 feestyle flow is all I come with
 I don't give a fuck ya'll stupid dumb bitch
 in the land of g's smoking QP's
 Smoke on kill I'ma smoke trees
 man I get crunked do what with my thang
 swang lang lang in the mothafucking brain
 dumb diddy dum did I did I get dumb
 I'ma get my gun I'ma shoot off your thumb
 Shoot you in the buns I mean the dam ass
 I'ma get a glass and than pull up some rasp
 mothafucking berry with a lil cherry
 my mothafuckin niggas is so dam very
 so dam very mothafuckin scary
 with the mothafucking what what the Dirty Harry
 I'ma say hi to my favorite cities
 I dont even care if they what little bitty
 I get on my knees and I thank the Lord
 whipping boys down with my microphone cord
 swurl to the world diamonds and pearls
 all my girls died like Devirl Ashurl
 straw to the nose curl up my toes
 selling that cane to them buttnaked hoes
 man I aint foolish but I do talk to bullets
 better tell ya boys to cool it
 cause I grab it and I pull it man
 As I look up at the sky
 my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye
 my body temperature falls
 I'm shakin can they break in
 tryin to save a dog
 As I look up at the sky
 my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye
 my body temperature falls
 I'm shakin can they break in
 tryin to save a dog
 Man I put it down I aint tryin to trip
 but I talk shit in the syrup I'ma sip
 peace to Lil' Flip and my big homie Hump
 Hillwood Cloverland Sunnyside aint no pump
 throwed from the junk
 purple ice in my cup
 man i gotta have it i ain lyin
 i'm in love with the codeine on the martin luther king
 left on crespont three week by sterling
 make a hoe sing on my motha fuckin hook
 pirates dat shook i sell dope on foot
 momma understand i'm a hustlin man
 rock the white sand
 watch the white van
 get the fuck out if you see em jump out
 undercover cops got they eyes on the south
 just bought a house
 never took a louse
 everything i got come from a quarter ounce
 that what i started in the game with
 niggas short stoppin at the body wood bridge
 if they want bricks gotta come to the hill
 takin no less then a ten dolla bill
 you can have the three five seven dollar pieces
 i'ma dress like a fiend in gold and no creases
 i got ma gun
 no time for fun
 its saturday night slang til i see the sun
 peace to hugh lun and the what the T-O
 Cricket in the plug and my nigga Pancho
 Ed Loco and my boy Jimmy Green
 motha fuckin Kid and my brother Rodney
 man can you see dont put it pass me
 fuck the R.I.P.
 i die for my G's
 in the orleans way back to sky plaza
 Woodson N Worthin pobly cuz i'za
 Hillwood Hustla
 thats my damn click
 but we sell bricks and we like to fight pigs
 i just had puppies but somebody stole my dogs
 i'm tellin you young niggas i dont call the law
 when i fuckin catch ya
 i'ma pistol whip ya
 man betta ask yo olda brotha or ya sista
 look what you done
 i done fell off the subject
 wo why the oh my bananna republic
 man lets hoop at the cloverland park
 bought my white tee from the super k-mart
 on this dam mic i go so hard
 fourty five hundred jolly rancher on my car
 dam
 As I look up at the sky
 my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye
 my body temperature falls
 I'm shakin can they break in
 tryin to save a dog
 As I look up at the sky
 my eye starts bliking a tear drops my eye
 my body temperature falls
 I'm shakin can they break in
 tryin to save a dog
 Time to reload
 shots through yo' do'
 i love fuckin action i can never say no
 deuce double 0
 duece til i go
 i wanna act bad like i did once befo'
 like toe to toe
 any day low
 but if it at n minute i'm strup at the show
 pack mac-11
 drink chronic seven
 fuck it low g my last name is 187
 shit is gettin hicted
 thug aint convicted
 they all want my dope cause my shit is so addictive
 i'm down for my nina
 my shit is pure skama
 im ridin on my lowlow bangin screwed up santana
 what ya'll think
 me and low g wasn't ridin togetha no mo'
 my boy workin on this shit gettin it right
 comin out this year 2002
 this is for all the mamies
 fuck ya'll if you cant make tamales
 man this for all my niggas
 i'm druk and i got the hiccups and it rhymed