Snap crackle pop goes that box as I hops for a
while; got that as* proped up wearin nothin but a smile on your
face I just wait for a little bit; then I get to hittin like Sammy
and big Mac; Knockin isht out the park, sparkin it after dark; I
just creep though your hood with my Rhyme and wood; Sippin on 80 or
greatie gettin straight at the ladies knockin out all tha shady
ones, soppin up all the gravy ones.
