you want it mannnn) and leave you in some quick sand get it man? (i dont think you want it mannnn) This aint no game boy so say boy heard you was talkin
fill my shoes on the mic you'll get booed I'm dirty with my sex you remember dat before you spit at me, I fuck you in the ass you can keep your virginity
, if the kids going eat Thinking, if I?m gonna make the ends meet You gotta be tough when you there outer street Be grateful fe the ones them you greet You
so much you need to do You Lil homie, we keep it jumpin' out with stunt mens and buildings We grillin' and killin' and choppin' it up with all that security, ya hear
I'll break ya jaw like a break the law, leave u all in all The lowrider so clean, you wont know what you saw I sit low with a tall can/ in a brown
get shot the fuck up Go 'head call the cops, get shot the fuck up [Verse-Lloyd Banks] Goddamn for what you aint gotta convince you just sold 6 million records you aint
tough luck you bustas better hush up 848 thugs what, 50 told me the games ova homie its rays time You ready here it come, when I appear they run And you dont hear
hard at times/ but you only get one shot don?t let it pass you by. So what if you haven?t yet met the love of your life/ so what if you?ve had your fair
happens to be as accurate as me, and everything said it's all you happen to see, then actually believe half of what you see, non of what you hear
representin you makin you proud Shoot for the stars so if you fall you land on the clouds Jump in the crowds Spark ya lighters and wave 'em around If you
'cause you wont find a cure for this besides I dont need no remedy, I'm already fixed nigga take a hit of this and you aint never goin back to that
some money i aint gotta tell a nigga no when you fuckin wit the Bone better go for broke and it aint really that serious better let it go aint no telling
its just for piece n' thang I aint tryin' to preach you man I aint tryin' to heat your flame I just wanna teach your brain I'm so full of flavor I'm give
me i aint gon feed you bad advice look its easy so don't forget to strap up tight ride I'd be selfish if i kept you so i love you enough to let you
baby's eyes and every reason lies cause you know the truth inside you're feeling like a coward like the wrong person died but still you gotta ride let
motherfucka..(no doubt) I'm still breathing. you a must son, we full bread You ain't my dogg, tring to infiltrate my clik is you I get wit you, handle
ya know? The whole shit. So don't ever in yo life get me confused with some of them other niggas that you might see on TV, or hear on the radio and such
ya head you need excederin Aint no fear here Wit man steps we shreddin none Veteran, ya gear we reddinin When the glocks pop, you drop so hard you