Master Wins should be queers, beware
Mas
ter Wins should be dumb,
it's on
I'm Fistatecky on the streets
and let you kick it with me
I'm the player YC from the MTP
Very hard -headed brother,
never paid police
Paid the cost to be the boss
and I'm havin' my thing
Nobody in the world can
understand the scene
Why I get so wild and get bent on eatin'
I just kick it and have that good, dirty fun
Never second to none,
I like to rip and run
Down the strip, I'm rollin' quick,
it's hard to catch the one
On this Friday night,
while I'm out on site
Scoopin' the biggest booty, fritz,
sportin' them bikin' tights
I quickly find one I can use
I'm going to take her to the crib
and straight abuse
Her P with my mighty D .O .D.
Can't tell you what it means,
but I'm definitely mean
When it comes to getting bent,
then getting licked
I like to get slurped on the middle body tip
The tongue is in effect
when you're working a seat
And never will I stop serving
this young meat
And it's on, it's on,
it's on, it's on
Faster where it should be,
where it be,
where?
It's on again
and it's Saturday
But you can't find me at the partay
Down the street, on the corner,
in the ghetto
We shootin' dice, I'm gettin' hype,
I'm unbreakable
Some suckas got jealous
cause I'm comin' up
So I bail before the fools try to run on up
I came with the 50 left with two G's
I'm gettin' geeked,
gettin' freaked, gettin' pleased
By somebody's wife in my hood
He's out trickin' off
while I'm up to no good
I got served, now I'm burnt,
then I'm blurred
I heard a whole bunch of
damn cuss words
Cause I play em then I lay
em with the quickness
A brother like the seat
gotta take care of business
Drinking coke crows and I'm
still in top fit ness
Devastating crowds
when I'm kicking funky lyrics
Tossing up the freaks
cause I'm guaranteed to hit it
I'm gonna stay wicked
cause my hood is strictly business
Making a lot of paper
cause the player don't quit it
And it ain't no secret Ron C is going to get it
In the game deep
so my banks gonna feel it
Trash pass for getting close to one million
and it's on, it's on, it's on, it's on
That's the way it should be,
Queers beware
I'm the better young brother,
shootin' game like a veteran
The Ar thur of the NC got no time,
I be playin' with him
So don't come sweatin'
a brother bigger than you
I'm a dog, you can't steal my cool
On the wax just like this, it is C
I'm at my crib chillin' deep
with my homies and freaks
5 on 5 like a super -duper sex tag team
I'm gettin' busy, havin' fun,
I'm the O -N -E
You think I'm trippin'
cause I'm grippin' this mighty D
I'll leave you tweakin',
you'll be seein' somethin' better than me
It won't happen,
it's somethin' like impossible
You can't drink a cold beer
and forget this, bro
I saw my homie Fonzo rollin' in his broom
I porked the .0 and
took my portable phone
He smokin' big weed
like an endophene
It didn't bother me, it's
better than a nicotine
He got me cold,
40 ounces straight in his trunk
He popped the back and put him in front
I put the beat bumpin'
tape in his caddy
Rollin' about 20,
all we hear is pimp daddies
Creeped up on some freaks
rollin' in a green
3 -double -O -Z -N -O
-C and Fonzo scream
They asked about banks,
so I had to spit facts
I like to bust fifties,
never spend them with a quickie
That's for young, dumb, tricky,
tryna get wet and sticky
Cause players like us
can only go straight up
We rode to the mo' and we cold,
got rumped
And it was on, it's on,
it's on, it's on
That's the way it should be,
where it should be, when it,
that's the way it should be,
done, it's on