Rock Show

36 ounces of thousand in grams If it ain't legal and from Uncle Sam 36 ounces of thousand in grams How I get them cars, houses, and land 36 ounces of thousand in grams You ain't seeing shit till money in hand 36 ounces of thousand in grams Verse two: My brother and cousin got a plan Look, that dope ain't got touch my hands But yet this bad and I'm the one with the life sands A ten millimeter for protection For any jacker or badge that run up in my section, and ah I cost to cigars from being broke And this ain't lemonheads or no bar of soap, and ah To old for McDonalds, that killed hope And all the hustla's around my way got cars with no notes, so ah Penetentries chance's here I come That nigga move to fast I'ma pop his ass one (pop) Drop his ass one (pop) Bringing home the brick