Part 2

With so much drama, I'mma have to refocus The incense and aroma of hematomas Symptoms of a coma, sleepin, awakin, bakin I drop bombs like Hiroshima Elegant in her Beemer, face bumpin in mines All she wanted to do was get inside Then she got inside, talkin 'bout "let me ride" I stay regulatin, since cradles with the Daytons Free Tracey Davis, TC and Chill Cause ain't no fun if the homies can't have none And if Kurupt gave a fuck about a bitch They already know, that I don't fuck with no bustas And I don't fuck with no, and I don't fuckin know So don't ask me shit, give a fuck about it then Yellin 187 with my dick in her mouth, bitch Yellin 187 with my dick in her mouth, bitch