Good to go, good to go Good to go, good to go Fresh kicks all day, new fits, alright Drop hits all day, then party all night Good to go, good to go Good
down and on our conversation went [Chorus] [B-Real] She said I want a man with a plan and ambition Not an immature nigga on a "pussy-hit mission" I'm too good
face up to reality Plan B, that's what time it is, yeah Plan B, you got to have a plan Plan B Plan B Plan B Plan B
" Formulated my plan, motivated by dreams Parlayed wit' my mans, motivated my team Ced said, "Look, my niggas, we got a foot in" Bein' good is good, that'll get you Drew Gooden
to expect It's B.o.B. in the session Stand in the midst of all this hate, so unaffected Now that's what I call interestin' I got a game plan but they
jam in demand If brothers take a stand, we beating down clans Put a peace sign in the air for the 90's that's my plan I had to catch wreck to put the
a plan to see the root to self So when the strong wind come it, don't remove the self We born alone and die alone but we don't strive alone B E P 'N
Brooklyn Long as I live here believe I'm on fire hey Cuz it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K L-Y-N is the place where I stay The B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K Best
's a Big E beat!) C'mon now, shit This is, this is why we don't ever have nothin man It's a good evenin here, Ceddy St. Louis This right here about to
i aint even good with writin, i aint even write shit but i just felt i had to write this letter to Big. verse 1 (Jadakiss) dear frank white Christopher
"Am I a good man? ..." [Ghostface Killah] Take my hands out my pockets you can see my thumbs Both of them turned green, from countin the ones Memorized
the hood I was in the myst of a crowd, when shit wasn't good Til I heard your voice out loud, then I lifted it good Doctors wouldn't tell me, the teachers
Panther strictly To relieve the disease of the sickly So long your mind's been trapped Slave, 'cause you're shamed to be black Ignorant of the purpose of the plan
at a table with sophisticated bitches Nah, that ain't nothin', I would call my mother Nor do I call every nigga, my brother Gotta have Black Thought, it's sorta B
rudy My pal partner sal and my main man al b. sure! I'm sure the friendship is secure Your advice about the miec is always in me And b sure! peace to
kill me and leave no witnesses I'm in the bathroom hiding like a punk But there's bars on the windows, I can't jump Exit stage left, quickly plan B
now that I don't already know your plan To get next to me and possibly sex me Then slip Ecstasy inside a nigga's Pepsi Money'll never amount to respect, B
back home to a furnish house We three deep, What? And we ain't get no sleep We on the next flight, 25 a night, damn right Plan is to keep the fam tight