We Do It For Fun (Part 3)

My flow’s authentic, they won't listen to knock offs Just the other day Big Block took Joc off Flavor said “fuck it” and he took his clock off Same day Hova lost it and he cut the Roc off Now this’ll be the same day that I take an L And later on that night it was a blizzard in hell! (Yeah, Joker! Third time around it’s only gonna get worse from here baby! Ay! Leh go!) (B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-B-Big Fruit, Big Fruit) Maybe, hopefully, probably, possibly… No! You been looking for the best now you got me Greatness is here, you should already know That I have a sick flow like my carpet had a cold I started out losing, but now I'm winning Scarface life with an alternate ending Beat the track up, straight wreck on the freestyle Beat the pussy up, and keep vets on my speed dial She might not do you, but she'll do me Cause I always get service like AT&T And I park anywhere I feel Cause ya can't boot 28-inch wheels, motherfucker! I role through ya hood tech knockin’ off shingles Real unexpected like Snoop Dogg single People will die if I get disrespected Fuck so many pussies up that I'm scared to get tested Millionaire fans, #1 on the checklist “I knew him back then!” well you should have invested! Chopper, semi, cock it, blast it Kill you even if I say the same thing on you bastards I promise that she will do anything that I ask her Limit her vocab down to “harder” and “faster” You’re my baby, glad that I found you Cause dick sucking is the quality that I value (Yeah!) Arts and crafts nigga, bend her down and fold her In ya baby mama’s trunk like a damn stroller Smokin’ on a blunt, 45' on my waist I'm the only reason hood niggas on MySpace Don't worry ‘bout it baby, I am not rookie Straight Chinese, I ain't scared to eat pussy And I'm ‘bout to reapply my last line now So you rappers better run, cause my stomach just growled! See, I am an army but you can't join me Dollar bill nigga, so you can't coin me Love ‘em and leave ‘em, ya'll still catchin’ feelings I got that old money, I'm still countin’ shillings Superhero flow, and the beat’s my villain Even if the Sears Tower, money stacked to the ceiling And still I rise just like a balloon Bentley like a pirate ship, look at all those doubloons! Potential to blow like a fuckin’ grenade Wake ya neighborhood with clappin', like a fuckin’ parade Been street ever since the first day And nigga, I'mma die in the trap, like prey! See I'm just tryin’ to chill in the hood, no annoyance from narco Get rich and fuck R&B hoes like Rocko This is genuine, that other shit was phony I am The Rock, ya'll niggas Jabronies! You're hot dog, but I'm a coney Got all this ice on me, where’s my Zamboni? Hoes know me, so they always wanna phone me Latinos even bouncin’, nigga shoulda won a tony! Had my feet out the window, MJ got pissed Cause I had some J's on that he didn't know exist If you tote iron nigga then I'm bustin’ steamers Leave ya whole face wet just like Noxzeema Leave ya whole click wet, sorta somethin’ like Katrina But 6 feet deep there be no FEMA! Gangsta appearance, yeah I'm about mine It’s like new cocaine, how I keep a fresh line Sweet tooth hoes wanna get in my denims M&M jeans keep big nuts in ‘em Pull up in a van, bitch stankin’ ya deep I blow the doors off yo shit like you came in a jeep! And fake-ass rappers, they ‘bout to expire Puttin’ words in songs they probably learned off The Wire I heard Pac and then I was inspired To run this rap shit until it gets tired!