Legend live

{Lil' Ya

Fa' sho

{Yella Boy

Rest In Peace Pimp much fuckin' love nigga

{Lil' Ya

Huh-bra

{Yella Boy

All The Time

{Lil' Ya

From Lil' Ya and Yella who it is!

{Yella Boy

It's the fella with the chuck's watch yo step motherfuckasee

It's Yella I dare ya, don't make me act a donkey nigga

It's time to get serious, so serious, ya see

It's often I bring this shit for my nigga Pimp, ya bitch

When ya thought he was dead but he's not

Thinkin' of my hommies, so I runs and grab's my glock

Try to understand, but I can't so I chill

Cuz now my boy gone, and he wanted was to stack and make a mil

Player hater's gone, as my boy got caught slippin'

Heard about his death, and I straight started trippin'

People want to know how nigga's from the Csh live

Call my boy's start buckin' and kill

Runnin' a fuckin' joke and outside we got them thang's better

Watch yo fuckin' step, if you ball let 'em sing

Not really, givin' a fuck about them fella's in the blue

I hop's around the bin, and them coward nigga's shot to

I'm gone out of my mind, that's deadly on how I feel

I smoke's to get loaded, but that shit, don't make me chill

Now how the fuck you figure that my boy was really dead

Each and every day I'm seein' him in my head

Somebody's got's to pay for that shit, I'm on the real

I'm not gonna feel straight, till a nigga's cap's pilled

Luger think shit, cuz when I come, I'm comin' sweet

Spinnin' the fuckin' bin, knockin' you off yo fuckin' feet

Her heart like the strach up in my fuckin' Jean's

Cuz you got's to see much respect to the gangsta lean

Watch your ear's slap, so you better be up on yo shit

Hope you in the present, when you meet the devil up in his it

Ready for some drama, cuz I feel to much pain

Fuckin' with the Yella, another un-solved slang

I miss my nigga Pimp, now I got the fuckin' limp

Watch the 4x4 shell's comin' quickly from my hip

I can't forget the day's so I always shed a tear

How my boy died pimpin' style on how he got killed

Droppin' proper lyric's for the old Noogie style

I miss ya doin' the pimp, while I'm doin' the Eddie Bow

It's all nigga, cuz you not gonna be forgot

Just for you, I make them hoes pop

When Slim defined the camp, and I know ya turnin' over

Missin' all that money, I thought I told 'cha

Panties on the table makin' sure the end's dance

I always thought you had another chance

I walked out God, for the mission that was done

In this fuckin' mission, ya see I lost my fuckin' son

Trend stay alive, cuz Csh Money never dies

Much love, much respect to you hear the trumpet cry Nigga

{Yella Boy

Much respect

{Lil' Ya

To my nigga Pimp Daddy

{Yella Boy

Rest In Peace, Fa'sho

{Lil' Ya

Got to be there

{Yella Boy

Yella Boy, Lil' Ya, Tec-9 and it's all good

From the heart you heard me

{Lil' Ya

Representin' ya heard me

{Yella Boy

Representin' all the time

{Lil' Ya

Legend Live

{Yella boy

Respect it cuz we a legend

Respect it, cuz we umm, un-dateable,

Ya heard that! Remember That!

Say That!