Drugs, Guns and Thugs Craig Mack (Ft. Keith Murray)

Funk Flippa
Ba - da- da - dun - da - dun
Mic Gripper bad as hell on the one, two
Mic check as I infect your whole crew
With the sickness
So witness
The Mack floy flu...bitch
Ha...
Drugs guns & thugs baby...

(yea yea, nigga what x7)
Check it

[Verse]
I once knew a brother by the name of Jewel, who got his name from the jewelery that he rock so well, He was the biggest giggest millionaire on the boulevard and avenue
Now check it cause' this story wil be having you..
A transporter, sporta of a fat life style, plush on the hush, fuckin' with the vile
There , more crack den ass in underwear for dem to share
Why not, Jewels a milionaire
Off we go down to D.C. , hitting off bosses at high costs, mansions and armed forces
And on his way he started slippin' 'cause he's smoking that shit
So nigga switched the bills to counterfeiten'
Back home Jewel got busted wit' the chrome to the dome, now wid time got a river to comb
All that just 'cause Jewel smoked the crack
Now the black won't be back
And it's an everyday fact...