Ain't know she suck dick like that
With those big fat lips and those hips like that
She said "Bobby, why you spit like that?
And why you Shaolin Gods push whips like that?"
I said "Hoe, we got chips like that
And Park Hill niggas make flips like that"
In Grass Monkey, yea we sip like that
And we might get drunk and empty clips like that
Then again the Gods build like that
Yo Kinetic, tell em son, we keep it real like that ну это мои избранные стихи)