to see Roll with a G roll a tree Soak the sheets strokin' deep Nah y'all niggas can't fuck with me Tryin' to creep blow the fleet Working O.T, supposed
-O 'cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be
, on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving 'cause he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube
long way, fuck takin the shortcut Now we got corporate sponsorships wrappin our tour bus A quick 32, yo them shits is like warmups It ain't coincidental
3X) ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRAHHAHHH!!! C'mon! Motherfucker! Yeah! ... GangStarr! GangStarr! M.O.P. Ghetto people! [Guru] Son you're supposed to be my man, but you ain't
When it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero I'ma break before I lay floor berry Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary You can't
I don't give a fuck where, as long it's a hideout Finally we crossed the border, I pulled into a station to fill up the tank, and get a drink of water
it comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero I'ma break before I lay floor buried Besides, every rapper ain't a star, n every plad ain't Burburry You can't
'm just a shadow of what I'm not supposed to be You fuel my fire with your laughs and your frowns You call me a freak and join the circus you clown I heard a
hood listen Stop it - I know this shit sound mad good It's supposed to, niggaz I told you Chickens I told you, you brand new It's a, new me yo it's not
don't have rhyme enough for no tour To come upon a girl like me And that's not a possibility She's a built plastic girl I'm a big boss man I like old
could take dick in the brain We all champagne and Cali green I need a bitch like that on a pimp team It's after midnight, can't find the right women Can't
, I get all C**y like b**h go run me a bath. [Tulisa:] So you wanna play it like that, But baby I can get back, You don't wanna feel my, Ouch, ouch,
't got no color Now, color ain't got no struggle, kid Struggle ain't got no color Now growin' up, it's a wild jungle, kid Color ain't got no struggle
But) Let your senses resonate and leap it in a bound (?Cause) Freedom isn?t found inside a visa or a crown And even the voice of reason couldn?t speak
, on pictures with the Jake nigga? Got his crew starving cuz he ain't the whole cake, nigga He ain't Nas, ain't B.I.G., ain't Jigga If he ain't Cube or