Theodore (Clean Version)

Generals on deck

What's up

Son

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Come on

Salut this

Library s**t

Rock the belt

Uh huh

You know what time it is

They understand and support us

I ain't goin' out

Theodore

Uh huh

Eh yo

Stark edition

Rock christian's

The crystalized rock got the big jury dealers on a mission

Slick taste of lace

I done smacked new york city

The four fifty went poppin' when he tried to dip me

Balled out in bingo halls

Reported skiied out in jury duty

Judge judy

Big groupie b***h blew me

Beigen rush cuffies

Blast the last uzi

Ship me to africa

Right

I share rubies

Due to the night up on my behalf

I threw the shotti in the glass so I could have a double bash

Duffle pass

Couples

Teamed with the knuckle clash

Fast

Rain

Hail

Snow

Sleet

Still bust that a*s

Uppercut

Bad

You in the grass slumped out and ya faggot a*s man hauled a*s

Slammed body in the g y m

G y n'

Love doctor in the hood

F**ked b***hes

All their friends

So

Yo

Party people

You're the reason we're here

'Cause we love the game and our music is projects

So

So

Yo

Hello

Makin' sure y'all still there

On stage here tonight be the almighty theodore click

Yeah

Yeah

Yo

I'm a little dude but I hold guns the size of europe

Y'all n***as is sweet like pancakes with extra syrup

Whatever y'all put up

I double that

Stapleton is where I hustle at

2 12 is where I bubble at

Yeah

I'm talkin' money wise

You funny guys

I'm quick to yolk you up like eggs that's cooked sunny side

Catch me at the honey hive

Runnin' the strip

Gun on the hip

Posted for hours

Slingin' d**e and power

Culture power

Throwin' nitros

Lettin' the pipes blow

Got remote control cars and they're not made by tyco

This the theodore

Drunk off smirnoff

Bit ya ear off

Therefore

The drama is what I'm here for

From the block to the stage

I represent for those

Locked in the cage

'Til I'm dropped in the graves

Every line I spit

Is like a

Shot from the gauge

Move accordingly

Even when I'm actin' disorderly

Who you wit

See

See

Yo

I'm a don

Dead form

Look upon ezekials

To the generals in my click

There'll be no sequels

Them hot ones'll crease

The vultures'll feast you

The loved ones will shiest you

Gorillas will beast you

Just served fiends walkin' up the block yawnin'

Late night game

D**n

Forgot I got a warrant

Got in

Laid down

Then start snorin'

P o kickin' ya door in

4 in the mornin'

You blockin' my lane lane like john stockton

With the uttermost disrespect just like

Bernard hopkins

Simply

It's pc within the verse

See we could be peoples later

In business

Money comes first

First