It Was A Great Day E

See, it's funny, right? Uh-huh. I had a real good day yesterday. Gangsta, Gangsta, gangsta. then Greazy, Greazy. I had even better day. What's up, LA? Uh-huh. the thing is, AMC, we signed another deal Today. Gangsta Grillz. So tomorrow's gonna be great. Yo. Affiliates, Yo. Me and a few shorties landing on the tarmac, Paris Hilton right before me. Wow. Long Beach, where skinny niggas carry strong Heat and take giant steps like King Kong. Gangsta Grillz. Yo. Bastards. Me and a few shorties landing on the tarmac, Paris Hilton right before me. Gangsta. Long Beach, where skinny niggas carry Strong heat and take giant steps like King Kong's Feet. I'm in the bourbon, the window is down, I'm feeling fervent. Where palm trees and trash Clash, I'm so observant. Got my conexiones to ICE, so no matter what Sets we on, it's like TV. The bitches got hay fever, their face turn red Because they say hi with they eyes, but I'm Not a hate reader. This ain't a game and there ain't no play Meter. I can read her mind and it says, "Feed her." We go to Matsuhisa where it ain't A lot of people. Where they look at your Watch and proper they will treat you. Me and my niggas post, we seen the best Of the boats. Next year in Aspen, we gon' Ski the rest of the slopes. Mind your business, that's just a note. And don't be flexing your coat like you expect To float. That ain't no threat and it's less Than a joke. These niggas marked men, marksmen Professional. They from the jungle where baking soda Dress the coat. And uphill addicts watch their skin Just float. Huh. But today was a good day. In my chain, I got the pink Laffy Taffy, The white Laffy Taffy, the blue Laffy Taffy, The yellow is so flashy. But it wasn't always like this exactly. Niggas laughed at me, the bitches treated me nasty. I was a backpacker, not a gat grabber. The only elevation seemed like the crack ladder. But then I heard Del and the Hieroglyphics, And the Pharcyde, and A Tribe Can I Kick Shit. Got my backpack, started raising my knees. Stomping in place while my niggas making Gs. Rapping to myself, man, even making beats. And the millis keep me chilly, man, I keep Making heats. I'm like a vato, you ain't taking sheep. And since I was about nine, I've been skating, Please. Now I'm in the Hills with some US Magazine ho. Telling me to call her and Ice Cream's her dream clothes. Game like a chin drill, money like a spin Wheel. And retarded is my pencil, Don't give the nigga one inch heel. Goyard, I rock Goyard. What's that? Oh, God. I deal with LV, but that's so hard. But I stick with LV 'cause I get it No charge. BBCIceCream. com. Yes, sir. And you know what happens when the check-