[Intro: Daddy-O (RZA)]
Yo, yo, yo, yo Bobby
What up, what up? I can't really hear you
Aiyo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha' ten
make sure he drops them s**** off
I'm on my way back to Mexico, to pick up another hundred
(What up?) Can you hear me? can you hear me? (Uh-huh)
Yo make the drop off, don't forget man!
[ShaCronz]
I got n***** on the block, block
n***** with them gats, gats
n***** on the strip, strip
Puffin' them packs, packs
To my workers that stays sharp like razors
play my part and blaze it, we braveheart with paper
My n***** got that Dutch, Dutch
n***** got that black, black
n***** got a b****, b****, head in they lap, lap
My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it
n**** front then we get at duke
d*** hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
Cut you like a cantelope
Like Iverson the truth and the answer
I'm the poison and the antidote
Don't care if the b**** cute, we don't s** raw
We play the corners like the castles on a chess board
Up in the Lex 4, drinkin' a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the n**** to check for
[Hook: Freemurder]
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on t******, sayin' F-R-E
And my n**** Crizzee baby, and my n**** Digi baby
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on t******, sayin' Bob Digi
or ShaCrizzee baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby
[Interlude: girl (RZA)]
[moaning]
Bobby stop!
Bobby [sirens] the cops is comin
[moans]
(That s*** is tight girl)
[cops:] "hey you!"
[moans]
(f*** that m*********, you know how I do)
[sirens]
[moans]
[car speeding off]
[RZA]
Up in the drop-top Boxter headin' the opposite
direction of the cop inside the chopper
I got the tall Grey Goose vodka
this b**** on my side, with no panties, finger pop her
Ten pounds of skunk up in the front trunk
Bird like hittin' a blunt, about to c**, and I'm pinchin' her c*** *girl moans*
Ninety miles per hour I'm like "f*** these punks!"
It's the land of the free son, you only live once
You a smart m*********** or stupid dunce?
Music blastin', she o***** like a singer
Sweet, wet p**** got all over my fingers
Now I'm sniffin' my hand, all sippin' the plan
Got the pedal to the floor, goin' swift as I can
Hit the exit, chk-chk-chuh, make the left quick
Hit the garage and slip inside the Lexus
I got many whips, many clips, many chicks
and my d***'s been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
and love to f*** with plenty chips
[Girl]
He got many whips, many clips, many chicks
and his d***'s been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
and love to f*** with plenty chips
[Hook]
Yo, yo, yo, yo Bobby
What up, what up? I can't really hear you
Aiyo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha' ten
make sure he drops them s**** off
I'm on my way back to Mexico, to pick up another hundred
(What up?) Can you hear me? can you hear me? (Uh-huh)
Yo make the drop off, don't forget man!
[ShaCronz]
I got n***** on the block, block
n***** with them gats, gats
n***** on the strip, strip
Puffin' them packs, packs
To my workers that stays sharp like razors
play my part and blaze it, we braveheart with paper
My n***** got that Dutch, Dutch
n***** got that black, black
n***** got a b****, b****, head in they lap, lap
My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
Everything you seen, we lived it
n**** front then we get at duke
d*** hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
Cut you like a cantelope
Like Iverson the truth and the answer
I'm the poison and the antidote
Don't care if the b**** cute, we don't s** raw
We play the corners like the castles on a chess board
Up in the Lex 4, drinkin' a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the n**** to check for
[Hook: Freemurder]
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on t******, sayin' F-R-E
And my n**** Crizzee baby, and my n**** Digi baby
Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on t******, sayin' Bob Digi
or ShaCrizzee baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby
[Interlude: girl (RZA)]
[moaning]
Bobby stop!
Bobby [sirens] the cops is comin
[moans]
(That s*** is tight girl)
[cops:] "hey you!"
[moans]
(f*** that m*********, you know how I do)
[sirens]
[moans]
[car speeding off]
[RZA]
Up in the drop-top Boxter headin' the opposite
direction of the cop inside the chopper
I got the tall Grey Goose vodka
this b**** on my side, with no panties, finger pop her
Ten pounds of skunk up in the front trunk
Bird like hittin' a blunt, about to c**, and I'm pinchin' her c*** *girl moans*
Ninety miles per hour I'm like "f*** these punks!"
It's the land of the free son, you only live once
You a smart m*********** or stupid dunce?
Music blastin', she o***** like a singer
Sweet, wet p**** got all over my fingers
Now I'm sniffin' my hand, all sippin' the plan
Got the pedal to the floor, goin' swift as I can
Hit the exit, chk-chk-chuh, make the left quick
Hit the garage and slip inside the Lexus
I got many whips, many clips, many chicks
and my d***'s been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
and love to f*** with plenty chips
[Girl]
He got many whips, many clips, many chicks
and his d***'s been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
and love to f*** with plenty chips
[Hook]