cause it's getting worse I gotta show off my stuff If it's a 40 I'll take a sip, if it's a blunt, then I'll take a puff I'm undisputed even when I'm bhudded
it's love here And it's felt by anybody that come here Out of towners take the train, plane and bus here Must be something that they really want here One year as a
my cousin on TV" Now, we gettin' it an' we gon' make it An' they gon' hate it, an' I'm his favorite I can't deny it, I'm a straight rider But when we
the metal dig me Say word, yo, make 'em work for it, young rookie, ya'll need me That's when it is, what it is, if it's that or the cup But in the ill
though, son? ('cause the nigga asked for it, man, shit I fucked a nigga up, man) Yo, it's New Year's, yo (get back to me, muthafucka) Yo, it's New Year
with no shoes on Run! Fuck that! Run! Cops got guns! They givin' out life like bird tons Run! If you ain't do shit, you it That next felony, nigga, it
've found a star, [bad news about killah priest, ya know] I've found a star, [out here, right now it's madness, ] Where do we go from here, [things going
on it Because it's hot in here, and I got no L like the '72 Dolphins Whoo, race my nigga, and I bet you never pass me like a safety nigga I'm Polamalu
they gon be on it Cause it's hot in here and I got no L like the '72 Dolphins Woooh, race my ?, and I bet you never pass me like a safety ? I'm Polamalu
Boys bring it on home, bring it on home Bad Boys Heh, I'm 'bout to do Santa Dimengo on a horse named Bingo A fugitive lookin' for puff switchin' my lingo Stayin' at a
on TV where you see B-O-B-B-Y D-I-G-I-T-A-L, A-L, things ain't too well Digital, these niggas should be crazy Growin' up as a Brooklyn baby Bedstuy,
it, buy the coke, cook the coke, cut it, blow the bitch before u caught yourself lovin Big comes thru wit it--nigga wit a Benz fuckin it. Doesn't it seem
keep this hustlin' up When it comes to these guns or these knives dog I'm fuckin' you up And baby we can knuckle it up, I'm always up for a brawl S P
lovin' it Livin' the life, either you rise or fall It's a two way street, be large or small Livin' the life, either you die or ball It's a two way street
from a bullet, than a nasty bitch They say the good die young, all that mean to me Is that the hood die young, we call it the last days What you know
it in front of ya son and both y'all is done For God's sakes, what a nigga gotta do to make a half a million Must I wave it at yo' children? Run up in
I open a brick you can see the crystals Soon as the piff come in you can {"Put some money on it"} Trust me it's important, shoot it or snort it Oxy's
This here hughe the most foolish of blues When I tell my mother the price She damn near sent me to my room It's the M A L I C I O U S You don't wanna