C.r.e.a.m. 2009

You wan' smoke that go 'head roll it son..

I don't give a fuck man smoke that shit..

You can smoke crack if you wanna smoke crack

I don't give a fuck what you wanna do man..

Don't look to me to stop you man.. Yeah..

I'm not gettin' in the way..

Chorus-

Cash rules i keep a shooter 'round me

Queens get the money, i have a nigga killed y'all

Your in the hood ask niggaz about me

Jesus, for the money, niggaz'll go real hard

Verse-

You are now under my hypnosis

Summertime grind come out with the toasters

I return like a animal ferocious

New money breed new enemies, nigga you know this

Another mill another nigga sick

I got nuttin' but hard dick for your bitch to lick

I box unorthodox, Southpaw, outlaw, bricks of raw

I'm out in the drought i make the dope price sour

Shit cool till the Mack out, run when they back out

A nigga finna back, i better pray that bitch jam

It's in god's hands, it's all god's plan

You mean even when a nigga gettin' smoked god damn..

Chorus-

Cash rules i keep a shooter 'round me

Queens get the money, i have a nigga killed y'all

Your in the hood ask niggaz about me

Jesus, for the money, niggaz'll go real hard

Verse-

I push my pill with passion, i'm the author of the struggle

Where pain is the headcrack, the sign of a devil

Trick Six six six i'm back on my bullshit

See clear through my third eye, it's gon' be a murder

Every summer every winter every spring

You think i'm bullshittin' i put that on errthang

The shootin' gon' start right after the shit talkin'

I was sellin' crack while Mike was moonwalkin'

Twenty off a pack, i stacked, i can't call it

I blast ya like NASA jack, ya outta orbit

I mean your outta order, you don't want me to send a nigga to ya

So he can put some hot shit through ya, do ya?

Chorus-

Cash rules i keep a shooter 'round me

Queens get the money, i have a nigga killed y'all

Your in the hood ask niggaz about me

Jesus, for the money, niggaz'll go real hard

Outro-

Yeah..

I'm back baby i'm back.. New shit..

The drought over..

New product..

Yeah..

Man i can't fit in with these niggaz man..

I mean niggaz got mohawks, they wearin' skinny jeans man..

I think these niggaz is faggots man..

For real man..

They with the rainbow club man..

They think this shit is a fad come on man..

I think it's more than that man..

I think it's more than that..

So if a nigga wear a dress, you gon' put on a dress too?

Come on man..

Chorus-

Cash rules i keep a shooter 'round me

Queens get the money, i have a nigga killed y'all

Your in the hood ask niggaz about me

Jesus, for the money, niggaz'll go real hard