down there Just can't get it right seem that everything I do just fall on one side But I can say one thing I don't always get mine And I don't ever stop
didn't have it great They fought back with civil rights That scarred the soul, it took the sight The common foe you plainly see on the streets or on T
and round (Shit is real, yo) There's these niggas, bitches, snitches trying to bring you down (Fucked up) But I don't know why I mention And if I don't
don't say me When they speak on hip-hop legends which is amaze me 'Cause I thought the formula was to hit mainstream And make it big b-b-big b-b-baby
Yeah, yeah I don't know what else to say I can't, I can't think of nothin' I'm stumped Here we go On your feet Stand up Everybody hands up Uh, man,
Yeah, yeah I don't know what else to say I can't, I can't think of nothin' I'm stumped Here we go (Here we go) On your feet (On your feet) Stand up (
time I speak she does get the move And she can?t hold back! Yes, it?s B.o.B, ? That?s ok to be your... On the street don?t mean a thing. I bring the?
the fuckin' jock (Iceberg) Iceberg nigga! And if you don't know me you can call me Billion That 'Maro on them four Gaidos And I don't got them Asanti
air craft carrier Erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated State to state and over seas gettin' faded Buddah king had seen the green proton I'm bringing it on right back home to Don
[Chorus]: Call me the hitman, it's kinda hard, ain't it? What most feared to become in the game, we became it So I painted a masterpiece of an industry
in public you don't clown Holla at me, I'll be around, Mike Jones But if you real and you down and in public you don't clown Holla at me I'll be around
trust that a bitch nigga took I ain't playing no games on a hundred fuck change I ain't playing no games on a hundred fuck change Y'all niggas better
!!! (WHOO! C'MON!) [Chorus - Slim Thug + Bun B] I don't take 'em out to eat I ain't here to trick or treat I ain't trying to fix your weave I ain
of plex, make you come to terms with yo'self No matter how you flex, even with a lot of checks It's small change, don't bitch when we step up in y'all
me, then you know I'll bleed You don't know me, ask somebody They'll tell you wodie mean what he said If I huff it, ain't no doubt I'ma spread I'ma
I flip through the land Chunking deuces showing love, as I swang up on your Boulevard One hundred percent gangsta, don't make me have to pull your card From P.A.T., on
Ay, I wish a mothafucka would I keep a fresh pair of one's on my feet And double deuces on da Chevy 3's company the double 4's on my belly 5 hot amps
next to me and possibly sex me Then slip Ecstasy inside a nigga's Pepsi Money'll never amount to respect, B And you don't wanna test me 'cause God blessed me