World Of Sin

Keep it on you in this world of sin Dons touchin' paper as the world it spin Break the shit down when they send it in Yeah, so, yeah, so Keep it on you in this world of sin Don touchin' paper as the world it spin Break the shit down when they send it in Yo, Yo (so, so, so) (what the hell is the matter with you?) (Are you crazy?) Smokin' the same 'piff I did in high school Quite cold, shit The type of G to make a dyke move Won't miss you, four nickels making torsos whistle Flip ten pounds, and then I show you what a tour get you I'm not a gangster, don't you play with me I'll turn your fucking skull into a vacancy My youngings say I made it I'm smellin' foul, the weed is fragrant Tryna f*ck a actress And Regina Hall my favorite, at the current time We tryna walk it, it's a blurry line I know you heard of mine, the fucking gang that is You know we livin' dangerous Stainless underneath expensive white tees Oh bitch you like me? Oh won't you come and take a ride or sometin' And get down to somethin' Show me that you got a dollar on your mind or somethin' Sonnin' niggas, mad deodorant on the back of they neck like Have my check right, bitch Keep it on you in this world of sin Dons touchin' paper as the world it spin Break the shit down when they send it in Yeah, so, yeah, so Keep it on you in this world of sin Don touchin' paper as the world it spin Break the shit down when they send it in So, So, So Hoo (are you crazy?) (Yeah, so, so, so) Nah mean? That's why this shit different forreal though, ya nah mean? This shit different