Intro: Yeah, whattup, this is Dr. Dre The party's goin on Thank God it's Friday ["Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan!" - KRS One" repeat 4X] Chorus:
for a 100 main stream fans And i said I wouldn't trade 10 juggalos for a 100,000 mainstream fans 10 juggalos is priceless to me" (Chorus x2 repeats and fades
on this faggot, knocked the windows outta Silvia's Timb's got scuffed up, my ankles got sprained, that's my word To ever single seat, I smack flames Staten Island's
California sunshine, in the summer time [4x] Last year, Jazze Phe got stuck up inside the grand lux, Most recent was 50 in Angola, that?s what?s up,
Pushin in weight, from state to state, Niggaz ridin dirty, on my mobile phone, it's U.G.K. Pimp C said, "P, what's really goin on?" I said what's really
on that chick since back in college see, she like them top notch with the glock cocked put the money and glock block them CEO's who invest in stock plots
born in 1968 and I open the daily news How's the king of new york rocking sandals with jeans? Open toe sandals with choncletas with jeans on How's the king
I'm into bigger cheddar, G's and better, Armarett-ah's Armani sweaters, plus these crabs could never dead us Chorus: AZ (repeat 2X) Mo money, mo murder
out Devoted is quoted you know this Check ya man out With his hand out In the converse an dickies Rollin v-12's an 850's Then with the 60's Fly like
backwards, he'll have a homie's jackup That nigga fucked Pat up, fuck havin' a homies tack up We slap hoes that step on toes of our DaDa's and ask them
cause that's not what I'm about But I will find time to knock your favorite rapper out And I'm a [Chorus 2X: Murs] H-U-S-T-L-E hustler You'll never
Africa's the origin of all the world's religions We praised bridges that carried us over The battle front of Sudanic soldiers The task put before us [Chorus 2x
No Athority The President should of pardened me Y'all Better Hope I dont lose it Jump in and act clean in palaceds sittin on 20's and act FOOLISH!! [Chorus X
turn it all to sand Nothing left and nothing right Have it all in your hand Wanna leave but you stay Slowly rot and fade away Burn an X in your head
niggas you alredi mutha fuckin know we takin ova da mutha-fuckin street nigga. 45 and choppas and nines [reload] (whoo my) (x4) fades (whoo my) x
to nigga [Baby] It's the king of the flyer That ride skinny tires I'm so so high and I'm so so higher Its me and Jr. that's so so fly Fuck them other
fuck, niggas wanna fight Do what you gotta do, nigga keep it tight But make 'em understand it's W/S foe life X rated Americans most faded Bitch plated
King Pin, Big Tymin', drug dealing my nigga Transport and cocaine and statelines my nigga It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines Belley's on triple
