Da Beatminerz piosenki

Uh, uh, huh, yeah, dah, dah (I'm skippin' jump shit right here) Dah, dee, de, dee, dah, dah Da, dee, dee, dee, dee, dee Dee, dee, dee, dee Dee, de, dee, dah, dah It's me, big D, the psychotic neurotic Never catch me in the street without some green ex...

You got real street niggas that ride on your side They know the code, it's either do it or die I got real street niggas that ride on my side, what They know the code, either do it or die You got rich street niggas that ride on your side They know the code...

Yo, everybody lookin' at me like I'm 'bout to drop Some real fucked up, dissin' black people shit Just gone give it here, check it out Man, it's some cold-hearted shit you doin' dawg I guess tha-that's the way it is Yea, folks don't write about this shit...

Mr. Walt, Evil Dee, Universal Flipmode, check it out Ha My shit is sicker latte Backing out on niggas up at Jimmy's Cafe Puerto Rican mamis lookin' like Sole Take 'em to the crib then I fuck 'em that day (True) Kick them bitches out, you know my gun...