Lyrics

[Intro] Truth! [Verse 1] I can make a referee commit a deadly sin Make a Strange nigga whip you senseless with a pistol They call me the shot calla, known to get the party started, get faded, marks my barber Soon as I speak my wingspan's for miles, I meet somewhere you speak where no weak man's allowed I got the power to shower with Halle Berry, devour every soul in ya house if it's neccessary And I'm known to get back, niggas get kidnapped just make phone call to where ya kids at, it's fucking real I wage wars and mean go with the worst of men, get involved with me believe I bring the hearses in The police is 50/50, half of 'em with me and the other half is always out to get me But I'm protected by the government because of my contacts and I ain't never told on a one yet [Hook] x2 People love me 'cause the way I talk, the way I look I'm just another bighead crook The envy of all people, for rich or for poor, you find me and I give you what you want more [Verse 2] I hang with the rich