new Steady solid gold posting like Marilyn Macu Suckers suffocating till their faces turn blue You don't have a clue of the proper number of my crew
Rockin the fur coat bringin the blue fox out [Busta Rhymes] Diamonds light up the block runnin the blue rocks out (Uh) Wylin till all of my crew knocked
shit Hundred grand in my pocket 50 bands in my motor Dark side of my chauffeur Sirred off with my toaster All you see is my tattoos All you see is my
stress My mind is a terrible thing to waste No love lost I know Im going crazy I can't floss Me my lady left my homies It's all baloney just like rocking
Vibin' to the music, this is how we do it all night Breezin' down the freeway just me and my baby in our ride Just me and my boss, no worries at all Listening
I don't know how How do you do while I sleep on Christmas Eve But it's amazing And I bet that you could bring me back my baby Because every time I see
away Our, our love is strong, don't go away You're the one I want, don't go away You're my, you're my, you're my number one Yeah, our love ain't goin
masquerade, a love parade So won't you stay and dance with me? All through the night and day My masquerade, I need you, baby So stay with me tonight
neighborhood Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my
! I only like my shit hardcore (Ice-T nigga, what?) I only like my shit hardcore I only like my shit hardcore I only like my shit hardcore Aiyyo, my
me, Ice-T To bust some freestyle shit but I don't do that I just cold lounge up here at the ammo dump With my nigga Aladdin, SLJ, LP and my nigga Henry
only like my shit hardcore (Ice-T nigga, what?) I only like my shit hardcore I only like my shit hardcore I only like my shit hardcore (Bazaro) Aiyyo my
woods Street of my styles, no smiles, trying to gun down the golden child Still on trial for my old endeavors Cold weather got catched trying to buck wholes in my
, had to sleep in my car sometime But I never let another player see me down I kept my front up, my gear clean Even when checkin' minor green Brothers knew my
do it, mad bitches and clothes Godfather baby, only play to my rogues Step back, hater make a little room for my hoes Gators on my feet, take a look at my
all gravy, baby When I roll through. Bag your hold crew We can menage a trois it up While your girl licking my butt Rubbing my gut playing with my nuts
to see Take you off the street get you something to eat I said walk into my eyes baby, come with me Something nice to wear and a place to sleep My
about all the lies Baby, all your worries I will help you put to side You don't have to turn around let's find a place to hide - Baby let's just