The Show's Tonite E

DJ Fresh, DJ Fresh DJ Fresh, what's brackin'? This shit remind me of No Limit, Moby Dick, rollin' spliff Hit it two times and Watch me hold it in Around the same time It was Thunderbird, maybe juice and gin Foolish Kids, backpack full of narcotics and some graffiti Pens Girlfriends, I had a bunch of those, Let me reminisce Ashley used to suck a mean Ooh, but never let me hit Weed from Kitty, Sold it to my moms, I would steal that Shit Me and Vic drinkin' at the bar, Now it all make sense Lived at home for A minute, no, I wasn't payin' rent Savin' chips And takin' trips back to the holy set Where I became a street legend and joined forces with Uncle Rick The last time you heard me and Fresh was with Mitchy Slick They said the show Tonight, tonight Yeah, man, there's hoes in the Motherfuckin' crowd, man, sold out show, five Hundred Might knock a bitch on sight, on sight Oh yeah, P, you know I'm fully active with It still, man, ten toes My flag hang out The right, the right Burgundy with the cherry tucks, You know what's brackin', West gang I'm just talkin' 'bout my life, Check it out Leave me alone, Freely to roam "Relax" scene was the song, Autumn leaves like it's fall Smell the bottle Rockin', huh, Mighty Mice, yeah, there's weed in the Bong Familiar gervs, tell them please sing along Locker combos with tree in my drawers Twenty bags In jeans and my socks, who are these lil' Marks? Couldn't hang like palms on the block Funk With the opps, that's regular-degular Like Hanes for The box, bloodstain on the Glock Close range, He was got, new Range hoppin' out That's my Bitch, not my car, aw, damn, that was hard Sunday night, she sniffin' dope out a straw Fuck You mean, is it raw? Two middle fingers, fuck the law Trunk full of Heels and some bras, double D, oh my Lord What's the screen? She wanna know Too much for These lil' hoes, it's the P, capital S They Said the show tonight, tonight Might knock a bitch on sight, on sight My flag hang out the right, the right