i know i got it all for the crib
got me sunlight motion for what i did
got me a love potion for what i bid
what's the commotion
explosion
oh i won't kid
i got the chain round my neck
for the passion that bled
strutting guns with the bullets and lead
like that?
hoping for the rhythm and rhyme
oh my
better stay in or i'll do more crimes
it's bred into me
about all those lies
it's southside doing north caroline
but it won't show if you look so just fine
got me more carats for the dimes
but i ain't drinking coke without the lime
got it every time
my bank with 9s
so throw your hands up in the air
make sure not to keep a stare