World Of Sin

Keep it on you in this world of sin
Dons touchin' paper as the world it spin
Break the shit down when they send it in
Yeah, so, yeah, so
Keep it on you in this world of sin
Don touchin' paper as the world it spin
Break the shit down when they send it in
Yo, Yo (so, so, so) (what the hell is the matter with you?)

(Are you crazy?)
Smokin' the same 'piff I did in high school
Quite cold, shit
The type of G to make a dyke move
Won't miss you, four nickels making torsos whistle
Flip ten pounds, and then I show you what a tour get you
I'm not a gangster, don't you play with me
I'll turn your fucking skull into a vacancy
My youngings say I made it
I'm smellin' foul, the weed is fragrant
Tryna fuck a actress
And Regina Hall my favorite, at the current time
We tryna walk it, it's a blurry line
I know you heard of mine, the fucking gang that is
You know we livin' dangerous
Stainless underneath expensive white tees
Oh bitch you like me?
Oh won't you come and take a ride or sometin'
And get down to somethin'
Show me that you got a dollar on your mind or somethin'
Sonnin' niggas, mad deodorant on the back of they neck like
Have my check right, bitch

Keep it on you in this world of sin
Dons touchin' paper as the world it spin
Break the shit down when they send it in
Yeah, so, yeah, so
Keep it on you in this world of sin
Don touchin' paper as the world it spin
Break the shit down when they send it in
So, So, So

Hoo (are you crazy?)
(Yeah, so, so, so)
Nah mean?
That's why this shit different forreal though, ya nah mean?
This shit different