you just cant fuck with Artillery you can come with Nigga betta let it rest shit To the little boys and girls all over the world The shit that we say is from the streets not for you
' through ya door Hoez speakin' of tha last day iz on with tha plastic trial What do you know? But I can't go wrong when I kick it with my song I turn it up 'cause you
doing something The pussy so good have you through with money But you ain't knowing she's a tramp and a slut and all that shit Every chance you get you
'll whole hearse you Now a commercial but what I must first do Is make my presentation a bit more personal Everything must go for a small price you can
's Illegal weapon you talking 'bout you suck in the club You got so many guns Tell me why you rapping stead of getting robbed I got two more verses for you
could fantasize as long as I got to for a song And 10 dollars is a small price to pay when you love A sexy strip dancer that you met in a club They
expensive things because I have a lot of money. You can't afford expensive things because you don't have a lot of money. Haha, you want these things but you
doubt you Words for girlfriends parading as songs To be living with songs yet without you Words for girlfriends parading as songs Though I never ever really did doubt you
Yeah, definitely, definitely, definitely dawg Definitely, definitely k-mart Yeah, yeah You find me offensive? I find you offensive For finding me offensive
cant farther these moves you need more expensive shoes working out smoking strong on a week long cruise bomb fire with theses b*tches singing songs
seats stitched and tucked The biggest chrome rims playa I dont give a fuck If I holla at your bitch, guaranteed she gettin' fucked You can yell and you can scream and you can fuss and you
me knowledge be born on levels, wild, devil copters mark my every step When the riots form, my woman keeps me warm From Fort Green I sing the song mean
., makin' love in your ride You want that baby but I'm out here thinkin' maybe What if you flip but it's okay when you're on my tip Take off your shoes
zonia marlon and shawn ya Lay da beef on dis noodle Make some noodle lasagna 40 cal fetticine tres pound pasta You reach for dis medalion you must like italian, nigga You
doggy deep And fly with the tongue so if you feelin froggy leap Kermit you better think before you ribbit Don't be murdered over your song before you
, beotch Say that you got it all Love the way you players ball Everyday you're at the mall Tell me, is it true or false? Say that you got it all Love
the horizon, sittin' on a fence He's singin' his song for me At his own expense And I'm just like that bird Oh, singin' just for you I hope that you
you could use the words reserved For a sad song You'll find you've spent them up on God and anyone Like anyone before It's not over at all You're just
