No money and two girls of course The sad reality of a black girl lost and singing (AWW MY LITTLE GIRL) Age twelve she think she's a grown woman Now
Silkk a G I know this dope game like I know my ABC's It's time to flip a script And turn a half into a million And turn a hoe into a zillion My game
for what it's worth nigga, lil G done keeping composure I'm a soldier, when I go on a date I'm a bring guns, fuck bring roses These hoes a trip Chorus
on tha block started actin' like a woman Tha 4-foot stranger in ya area bustin' Load it up, slide it in Cock it back, pop it out, we ridin' [Incomprehensible] I'll run in a
got a message for all y'all motherfuckers mad at shit 'cause now I'm mad at shit Got niggas smokin' a whole motherfucken' dope-sack of some doja Y'all
Every Man Has A Breaking Point No Matter Who They Are And Nothing Seems To Push A Man To His Breaking Point Faster Than The One (One) Woman (Woman) Right
t no weapon formed against us, bitches love my style But it'd be realer if you really love me And I ain't never want a woman, just a woman love me Let
the myth, of bein black and a woman Can't get ahead, walkin on a thread, a tightrope Can't cope, don't be a dope, have a little bit of hope Runnin your
Bizzy Bone- Bitch, it's Mr. Business Man/ You can suck a dick or something/ Dippin' through abandoned buildings and tuckin' my motherfucking pump and runnin' a
realy wanna be down - Don't crowd around a nigga like a hound! The hound-dogs, they come in all shapes n' sizes Jackin' 'round ren with a gang o' surprises Nothin' but a
a moth to the flame. [Roxie Hart] A moth? [Billy Flynn] Now I am a man who will assist and you're a butterfly. Crushed on a wheel! [Roxie Hart] Wait
[woman crying] Oh my god [still crying] Don't leave me I can here them whisper my name [Monoxide Child:] I can feel them watch me every now and again
em up yo [erick sermon] Here we go cruisin, me and my boys rollin four deep In the a-u streets, seein who we can meet Beep beep, a crew of girls in
, seein' who we can meet Beep, beep, a crew of girls in their green Cherokee Screamin', "That's Erick G", my boys, gettin' happy B The girls made a U-
we get to know a woman, start to get in her jeans Sometimes we make money Sometimes we don't know Thirteen days with life to go Migrant worker is the name
served by little niggaz on the 10-speed 12 years old, got bumps they can't keep A straight killer, a fool, a lil' ass Gee Goddamn, it's a trick Use to
top score on Donkey Kong Move on Move on Move-a-move-a-move-a-move-a move on True or false? I can be a sensitive man With sensible plans for the everyday woman
sin who done slid Many moons ago, across town whereabouts Unknown heights blaring loud out, you, me like who gives a fuck I puff a bone, a usual suspect