off me I must be invincible wit Bone Thugs-N-Harmony (All the way) In this world I'm simply tryna get rich and make a livin' [Verse 6: Krayzie] I ain
can delt with frontin and hatin, see I'm polishin, plus I'm cool, yea I'm a thug, yea I'm a fool, I love the game and I love the rules, if you cross the
' forth to carry me home I looked up on Jordan and what did I see Comin? forth to carry me home What did I see Comin' forth to carry me home Listen
them too Ya damn right I shoot If a nigga run up on you I'ma get him and I spill like I s'posed to do And If I roll wit you Ima be that little nigga off
light brown eyes I'm shopping for a lady friend about your size She put it on so I paid for then I told her she could keep it And then I walked out
rot Gotta get my niggas out(4x) These niggas shot for me when I was broke they helped me out Cuz I hate the deal now I'm all my niggas got Gotta get my
the hood that know how I do When I move they gon' follow me Yeah, you from D-Block right? Ruff Rydin all night, you outta see my lights Watch the 'gnac get
that when I grew up I'd be just like him Expect my roar if you reject my whim Erect my law and respect my pim I bring the pain Method Man, I bring the
nigga frog, threw his impala at me Like when I was in the bay and 40 popped his colla at me That's why when I come through, She look like Halle Berry I
hundred g's and I need good homes. And I had to get a 4-1-1 900 before I let her get a number to my phone- I'm so cold even if my gutta' chicken ain'
: 50 Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't
Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know
get our email on Nah nigga, I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I
you forgive him or leave him n hate him. Y u thug me like dat? I swear 2 GOD I don't mean 2, sometimes I feel like I don't need you. [x4] Boosie
you looking for a mack, I fit the description Chicks see him, take pictures and kiss him Back block nigga, I get it and I'm good I'm hood, living life like you should I
I heard it crash Nigga say no I hurt him bad you heard him laugh Talkin' trash 'bout whoop my ass I never let a nigga do that who that get his brains
chrome 4-4 And when I get back everybody gone hit the flo flo 'Cause I just asked him was the tics tight and I think he just said No, no, I know y'all
take ya home, papi let me take ya home" And I said "Mami you can take me home if you let the whole crew get on" (bitch) [Verse 1: Fat Joe] I got this