just barely missed my face I'm trying to find a steady place between two cars One of us gon' either wind up dead, or behind bars Shit, I'm just trying
, now I'm out here in Milan I need you to come get wit' me aight? Yeah, I got somethin', I need you to do Call up the rest of the crew, I'll see you there
man gets down to his business And I've been searching for a reason Why I have to give it all up just I want to get ahead See I had to lose car, job,
're just makin' this harder on yourself, son" I know this shit by heart, I'm too clever "Have you ever been arrested before?" "Nope, never" Da reject all over his face
3? You punk motherfuckers ain't shit, you're just a bunch of hoes Makin' money off the pros And when I see I get you in my sights I give your ass a story
police files Get out my face or you might have a bruised one Brass knuckle prints? Yes, I used some I ain't here to boast, I don't do that When I talk
I begin Sometimes my lyrics go crazy and I just can't control em my friend I try to edit what I'm rasppin' about But I can't write polite my anger
ten on the dot Now my beeper started beepin', I threw that shit in the sink I didn't need it no more, I had more money than Prince See, I was quittin
these family jewels is my most important riches but I still want my liquor, my sorry-ass friends and my bitch And nigga this me, I only see green like
his crib I snatched his hoe and his kids and this is what we did I tied they punk ass up I cracked the safe with an axe and then the phones we cut I
ever gonna meet Tell me what you want, I'll make your life complete She said, I always wanted to be a ho I always wanted to be a ho You just had to
' up, oh I said ooooooooooooo I-I can't concentrate, you so petty you You stay touchin' my last nerve, my friends say what's wrong with you girl I guess
thought of that im a indian giver i want the quarter back if hip hop was dead ,bitch i just brought her back take it to the off ima take it take it
chick who wrote this shit Yeah, life is sure a bitch but she know I'm rich That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick Here I go again, I
did, gap, yeah, I want it One for the paper, two for the money All my girls, fly girls getting money I see ya, it's hard not to see ya Face like Aaliyah
in I'm surprised I got so much dough to spend But, back when I was poorer then You wasn't focusin', about the dough I spend But I was holdin' in, I
scorching, I'll applaud him If he keep going, pass the torch to him 50 came through like hurricanes do I thought I'd finish his ass at Summer Jam 2 I