don't know I'm finna tatch his ass And when I hit the club I'm sellin drugs, wrapped in plastic bags Verse 3: Jay Coke Jay Coke them playas a youngsta
judge, fuck the jury When ya warring wit me, it's people's court We hold court in the street I gives a fuck about the D.A. when ya see Jay Betta crawl
! bartender! {bart} yo whassup man? {j-ro} ay man, man let me get a... rummmmm an coke {bart} yo man don't you think you had a little bit too much to
for third round knock out Uh I bust a rhyme that dust frustrated rappers Dust crush competition, lights out like the Clapper The mic ripper, whip a nigga like a
the Matrix And I can't take this If the game needs a new look, I'm a do a tummy tuck and a face lift And everything I say in these pages Is straight
just don't know I'm finna tatch his ass And when I hit the club I'm sellin drugs, wrapped in plastic bags Verse 3: Jay Coke Jay Coke them playas a youngsta
round knock out Uh I bust a rhyme that dust frustrated rappers Dust crush competition, lights out like the Clapper The mic ripper, whip a nigga like a
't know I'm finna tatch his ass And when I hit the club I'm sellin drugs, wrapped in plastic bags Verse 3: Jay Coke Jay Coke them playas a youngsta Gon
It's ain't the bucks, it's the rush You tryin to get my ass at it They say I think ass backwards Fuck how I act, as long as I stack, it's all math-matics
Bartender! [Bart] Yo whassup man? [J-Ro] Ay man, man let me get a... rummmmm an coke [Bart] Yo man don't you think you had a little bit too much to drink
t know I'm finna tatch his ass And when I hit the club I'm sellin drugs, wrapped in plastic bags Verse 3: Jay Coke Jay Coke them playas a youngsta Gon
and the Matrix And I can't take this If the game needs a new look, I'm a do a tummy tuck and a face lift And everything I say in these pages Is straight
