last song Yeah our last song together Since 98 we been thru both good and bad weathers And regardless of the 5 mics and radio hits This whole lifestyle we
way that she was brought up And i know that u were smiling when u see that car i bought her And u sent tears from heaven when u seen my car get balled
get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You sell
it's a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz
I come with a slew of hits that'll massacre the planet Obliviating the earth And diabolically smashing everything for whatever it's worth It's Busta Rhymes godfather beast boy
I don?t think so I mean Mercedes man what a stiff old dull fart?s republican shit car sick of hearing you preach to the poor like before only now you
hoopa Attack a beat like a cougar, rouga [?] Who da... dude that wanna come and talk shit I'm so fly, high up in my cock pit The tapes comin' boy wait
s a difference, a lot of niggaz pop shit But a lot of niggaz don't make hits But it's like this whole Bad Boy shit we come to bring it to y'all niggaz
was sick with the spits He introduced me to Lynch We started producing the hits That "Niggaz in Black EP" and endangered "Nigga Deep" In 1991 we hit the
people say misoginistic which is true I can't deny it matter of fact I stand by it So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot If u don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet Boy
dirty, dirty South (This is the way we ball) And we ridin blades, Jags and Escalades We third coast born but we always gettin paid (This is the way we ball) And we
my hand Then I freestyled for him cause this could be my only chance Me and my partner Jason, we started doing mix tapes We both smiled cause we knew
'm like a hammer that you hold on your hand, I make hits At the white boy club while I'm buyin the bar They like, "Hey now, you're an all star," it go
Yo, we gon do it like this Straight out the parts. . . that they disregard Never considered . . . ok Now don't get mad, nigga get glad Goodie got them