all been waitin' for Let's do it, do it, do it This is a Bad Boy, Flipmode collaboration Come on, shake ya ass Come on, watch yourself Okay, I'm the man
can coach ya, attack like a vulture If I said I get cha, wear it if it fit ya, y'all thirteen inches I see the big picture, if it's to get richer, I'd
how much they need And it's not been in my interest to please them For the only interest rate to fall is mine See a brand new generation is demanding
bitch So ladies We just ain't talkin' 'bout you 'Cause you scary ass niggas Is bitches too So if you're wonderin' Why we are lookin' at you Funny if
' em in the eye But livin' in the county is a serious task Niga didn't know what happend Didn't have time to ask Back on the streets after five and
Dont Hate The Playa Lyrics:[intro: too $hort] Yeah man we just sittin back, chillin Bunch of players listenin to the seventh deadly sin Short dawg is
have time to ask But livin' in the county is a serious task Niga didn't know what happend Didn't have time to ask Back on the streets after five and
It's goin' down, yo the girl got a gun, best run Because she's quick to flip and empty out the clip And make a man understand where she's comin' from
first summer I can really say I felt cool, we all chilled Went to the park and nobody got killed Now if you got a problem, it's man on man You don't
tour with you man Yo hons man tourin' ain't what it's all cranked up to be man It's a little different than you think man Yo so what is it really like
you get relief Now you do what we do, say what I say Muthafucka, don't blink unless I say okay This is a organization, not a one-man gang And you die if
police is outside, man (Yo Ice, man, they got King Tee, Aladdin and Islam) What, the police, man? I knew somethin had happened I was wonderin why King Tee missed the party, man
dope man, try to get a beam up Your idle time is spent tryna scheme up Another way to get money for a jumbo When you go to sleep you count five O's
stop gwaan like you a act shady yo Woman don't play me now, ?cause a no Fred Sanford nor Grady yo My lovin' is the way to go, my lovin' is the way to
let you eat the fuckin' chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye for you Tryin' to pull five bucks from me is like tryin' to pull five
time, this man is made He's killin' all y'all jive turkeys Do y'all want more of the Jigga man? Well if y'all want more of the Jigga man Then I need
I was holdin' in, I was a roller then I was a baller back then, all of that man Fall back, I fought that What would you do if you was in my shoes? Leave
don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing) Sure I do I'm from the streets where the Hood could swallow a man, bullets will follow a man There