By now you know…..
It’s better to be with me
Than against me
Bop into my Bentley
Let’s go for a spin
See the streetlights, they get dim
The further South we go
Wild Hunnids, you ever explore?
On the corner is whores, they collect profits
On the corner is niggas, poor people, watch it!
Niggas is just poor folk, forget pigmentations
That’s what I mean by niggas, a clarification
Now get out of my Bentley, you stink like dead grass
Like Big said, I’m glad I ain’t spend no cash to hit yo nasty ass