comin' You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes Just push the panic button on your
your drink Tell me whatcha gon' do? Act a fool Now, your car just stopped on a empty tank Boy, whatcha gon' do? Act a fool If you got late bills and you lost your
Rick Ross] Hustle out of necessity, father never corrected me Streets showed me no sympathy, Audemar my accessory, huh Never accurate, I'm aiming at your
Choppa Break it Down Ill Fix A Niqqa Proper Low to the Ground In A Roof No Top King Of the Street I Aint Never Gonna Stop Niggas Ask Around "When The
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, be rich or poor
' bandanna 38-snub blue steel with no hammer And I see y'all niggaz tryin' to glance at the 'Kiss 'Cause I walk around with your whole advance on my wrist Phonin' your
nigga) Chorus: [Tragedy] This ain't your oridinary sh thug sh, that you used to, Q.U. [Noreaga] We stick you, we supposed to [Tragedy] Not your ordinary
goin Motherfuckers [Styles Paniro] You heard it from the P, you oughta know it's the truth I get you kidnapped and raped and thrown off a roof You could nod your
the truth If I get you kidnapped and raped and thrown off a roof You could nod your head to this like it's only a rap 'Cuz when these bullets hit your
Home of low-ridin' Gang-bangin' and shit California [Chorus](Lil' Rob) I was raised in the streets of California (Southern California, home of car-hoppin
breaks Fucking with your boy, get your punk ass whole face Drop you like a dope case, faster than a pony kick Nigga beat your feet, kick some rocks with
GOT THE BONE!) I jumped over the others, and kicked the door down with my feet Ran down the stairs and headed right into the street Waved down a car,
it good In and out your temple blood is squirting all out there I'm the urban legend you heard at your college dorm Jump out and squeeze your vocal cords
good In and out your temple Blood is squirting all out there I'm the urban legend you heard at your college dorm Jump out and squeeze your vocal cords
em a permanent suntan Walk in your studio session Damage your crew in the vocal booth With a thirty-inch Smith and Wesson Dr. Dooom on your intercom pressing your
roof like Lukas 12 years done rocked through all phases Watch your peeps scream the bitch was the blazest (Spliff Starr) Niggas run they mouth about my click Not smart I bust your
Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued Or shots from the roof duke will circle round your body Like hoola-hoops Mami told me son, hold your own And one day your
miss your period So come home with me, where the girls wanna come home with me And say Cam "If you leave, don't hit me", love to see the chrome whippy The car