Gangsta?   Mikkey Finest   Ah King Pin's Dream   Mack 10, Inglewood   I'm nigga Mikkey   Chi-Town, Birdman   Listen, whatcha got nigga?      I got a trouble find bitches in the kitchen and they cooking it row   Realisting feams like stitches with the hooker in they chow   Fuck the law, man, I'm known for cooking it row   'Til the cops just chill, I got something for y'all      I got a Bentley and the Hummer and they sittin on 'em daters   I got a hot power lawyer with the million retater   South-South, Westside, man, I own my city   Got judges on my pay roll like [Incomprehensible]      International with my game, I ball with the best   Birdman, Down-South, Mack 10 out West   Fuck with my money, put to put the mack to yo' chest   Want war? I take it there or rather tattooed to there      See them Cash Money niggas, how can I iced like 'em   Cooking coke from the pill-up, it's got a prices like 'em   You know a nigga wheel slip, I got a wife like him   You heard a Micheal Jordan right, I got a life like him      I'ma mothafuckin' hustla, y'all know the game   Chi-Town Mikkey Flow, y'all know my name   Game is risky but a nigga rather died the fame   And live life, broken hungry out here, cracking for bread      It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines   Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams   So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and beems   But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta seem      It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines   Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams   So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and beems   But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta seem      When it comes to drugs, these reppers ain't get none but fo'   Oh square ass nigga and full of brains are sold   I know 'em Feds is on heat but I don't give a fuck   I'm so deep in the game it's like my name is stuck      From crack, more then likey is a suggestion of sell   I gives a fuck, who ya breaking and disso skell   I live life like a King Pin weed but raw   I'm the richest gang living them niggas ever saw      I with ya belly from Toyota with the biggest and baking soda   Pirates po's full of peppers and crack folders   I'ma dope dealer and I got coke scrilla   My whole crew can sit to at X-Cons and killas      And my bitches is falls who bomb, head and coochie   Rockin' props, the fades, the letto pump boochie   First statis, rock rolo, when I came to the door?   And now it's Bentleys, Mansions and meats to the floor      Kickin' gears on Parley's, while the straight pipe screen   And I had a block on lock, since I was fifteen   Mack Sapranos, the most of unforgiven   And fuck a job, 'cause dope money is how I'm living      It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines   Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams   So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and beems   But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta seem      It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines   Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams   So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and beems   But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta seem      My homey got marries, so, you know we ain't slipping   Two hoes, two Bentleys, you know we ain't dipping   Lifestyle, drug dealing, you know we ain't trippin'   Got killas on the row, you know we ain't slipping      Tote trucks full of bricks, you know we ain't chickens   New cars, pretty broads, you know we been pimpin'   Bitch stars, body bars, we hitting and missing   Big cars, superstars, 'cause wheels gon' spinning      Pretty honeys, bug stunt, 'cause the money we spending   Planty bitchs and warehouse, tinning piece for chicken   Riot guns shoot 'em up, for this life that I'm living   PO partners doin time, 'cause my homeboy miss me      The Feds, big trippin', 'cause they failed me to get me   Mack 10 re-shout, 'til ya homey my nigga   King Pin, Big Tymin', drug dealing my nigga   Transport and cocaine and statelines my nigga      It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines   Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams   So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and beems   But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta seem      It's a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines   Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple feams   So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and beems   But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta seem      This is y'all Ol' Tymers niggas, y'all know H-dash play, right   The liquor is a lifestyle of a drug dealing nigga, y'understand   It ain't twenty-two's is more it's twenty-five's nigga, what?   Even chicken from the hood to the mothafuckin' living ride      Y'knowwhatI'msayin', getcha nigga, come in my project see my crib nigga   We got loadin' .14, for sashie, all the best up and the best nigga   It ain't none gon' stop my nigga   We cooking bricks in the kitchen my nigga, y'understand      Don't come outside stunt boy, unless you got it right boy   Y'knowwhatI'msayin', cash money hot boy and we doin' this nigga   Life, life, hot, hot, we got this hot, hot we got this hot, hot   We got this hot, hot we on fire, don't fuck