the weights wit' a fifty on the garcarade always got the route, never had the heart to beg you ain't seein' shit 'til a slug rip a part'a head [chorus
up, like a robbery, nigga fuck fuck That's real 'coz after I rob a nigga, what what Y'all don't want no problems with us us Problem here, let them niggas
to this and get left with a face full of tears, pal But man you've been rappin for years now And ain't made a hit yet, you flop in a split sec In the
stick in yo brain Now you can't, mention my city unless you mention my name T I P I M P, I'm the man Ay, be easy, you don't want no trouble with me Just
the devil I promise You want to see the devil take a look at clarence thomas Now you're saying, "who? " like you a owl Throw in the towel, the
streets Y'all use beats for help, we help the beats Who want it with me? Who want it with Sheek? Who want it with P? If I say so myself, it's a wonderful
streets Y'all use beats for help; we help the beats Who want it with me? Who want it with Sheek? Who want it with P? If I say so myself, it's a wonderful
a movie you aint a factor you a actor fifty gave you a script went from runnin with the bloods to a g-unit crip whats a g-unit crip? not a gang in LA
flow React slow nigga and get, P.L.O. By the lone gunner, who took revenge for his brother who got slain last summer by a cocaine runner A new year is
nigga tell you his name [Styles] I'm Holiday Styles, where the fuck you thuggin' at I knock off ya head with a Louisville Slugger bat P'll go to war
c. w.] any problems any problems you can holla at my dogg.... [s. d.] holla, holla [c. w.] holla at my dogg, you could holla at my dogg, ohhhhh Any problems any problems
be us, but they can't see us From a womb to the tomb, I'm th-a-th-a-thugged out as a fiend is Born sinnin' in a world of yay dealers Pretty women dickin
have a serious problem in L.A. and other citys true retaliate happens all the time people tryin' to change things for years but I don't think anything is gonna help the problem
sick and derranged Now you can't, mention my city unless you mention my name T-I-P-I-M-P, I'm the man [Chorus] Ay be easy - you don't want no trouble
to this and get left with a face full of tears, pal but man you've been rappin for years now and ain't made a hit yet, you flop in a split sec In the
) [Intro: Styles P (Ghostface)] Yo Vinny Idol, what do you call under the underground? (Twin Ghost Experience!) YEAH! [Styles P:] From a hood where
blows up, you can go on me Cause he don't know nothin 'bout a rider like me Rider like me [Styles P:] Listen ma, I'm far from a pimp But we can do the
t worth shootin, ain't worth countin to mention a nigga Catch 50 in the hood, we lynchin a nigga Heard Boy Wonder gay as a bird Did a porno with a man