t fucking you right well one man's trash is another man's treasure one man's pain is another man's pleasure one damn thing you can't change is the weather
'm like nah, bitch I sing Thousand dollar jeans she like It's a recession Other niggas stressin I'm progress-in Five course meals I'm digesting Is she
they're really trying to do is shut off Our access to information itself If they can't do it by law They know there's other ways to do it
you every night Scott, you know what time it is and the BDP posse They're all players (Players, players, players) Thats right, to Luke Skyywalker and my man, Marquis and Mr. Mixx Keep it bumpin' down there
Yeah, this is Ice-T I'ma slow it down for a minute I wanna talk to all the ladies out there I got my man J-ell in the house I got a message I wanna send
no chances, he romancin' with whores No tellin' what he spilled when behind closed doors The fam's protection and loyalty is top priority Violate, your body is found in three states Cargo is
ring 'Cos in the ghetto, Santa ain't got a dime Your mother's standin' in the welfare line The way the youth survive is crime My life is over so I might
, what you wanna do? (Party!) Donald-D is in the place to be, what you wanna do? (Party!) Bronx Style Bob is in the house, what you wanna do? (Party!) Hen-Gee is
, representin', strictly West side, nigga South Central in the muthafuckin' hiddouse Check the technique, nigga Representin' for my real niggas out there
bed you wanna climb? No relationship Is worth the pussy one time Let em know, I don't love em, I don't hate them neither Best way to (describe a guest is
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 name is
get some Tryna chase skirts, living in the summer sun This is how I lost more than I had ever won And honestly I ended up with none There's no much
up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope) Hello my name is Travie and I'm a life-aholic Told'em all these beats is
by the scar, know its me The four fifth in my coatsleeve, coatsleeve I?ve been to jail before That?s what hell is dog My niggas back and forth like it?s a damn resort This is
when Rome go Gidget the other got Bridget what's more tripped out though is they sisters nah, you aint listen, they black, they sisters they momma, named
shot me, she shot me, bang, bang, she shot me She shot me, she shot me, bang, bang (Get out the way, yo) There she goes again, the girl is Ethiopian In other
is on the brain i love her screen name a lace top cutie and her icon is a pic of her booty say she miss me and we see each other often don't call girl
of that ace of spade Why the fool with these other guys? They all stingy All these dudes know how to say is ?Gimme Gimme some ***, gimme some brain Gimme your number, gimme your name