! I wanna clear the wheel once and for all; I wanna clear my wheels, I don't care who fall! I gotta clear my wheels once and for all; Clear my wheels, I
me my way and I know he real so my grandma say what I feel a sweat from the sun cause I work construction I gotta take care of my son I got one in the
can I get a witness shout Hallelujah, Amen I'm feeling the Holy Ghost makin' moves through ya Smooth, I made it to free your mind to the rhythm I got
's wide open for it I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it but I will 'Cause I was taught you got to get it so I get it how I live Finna get my ma a crib
Common] Mmm I don't know man (ay) let's see what I got in my cabinet [Immens] Hold on let me see what I got in my cabinet Somebody hit me with a little
Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Are you ready for this? Yeah Whenever I got no money She is still my honey And there is a reason to be funny 'Cause, I, I, I
I be at my best with this pressure I got a lot to loose but when I watch the news my mind's infected with terror No wonder I'm under stress, I got my
nah nah Zagga zagga zagga zaaah Ooo Lord, Lord, Lord, Lord Are you ready for this? yeah [Beenie Man] Wheneva I got no money (wha) She is still my honey
[J Cole - Verse 1] I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last I don?t trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast got my foot up on the
[Verse 1] I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last I don't trust my own niggas now my mind racing fast got my foot up on the gas, got
The Lord Chief Rocka, I'm colder than meat lockers My people keep throwin' it up like cheap vodka I smack Internet MC's and beat bloggers You can see my
to the Nankeen no mo', nigga they know Coming around my neck of the woods, is a no-no Cause I got a 4-4, lay low please Everytime I open my mouth, mo
and drugging Had to make a choice, get back to rapping or thugging So I walked into my bedroom, got down on my knees Put my hands together and I prayed Lord
I hit you till you drop (What?) I hit you till you shake (What?) I hit you till you drop (What?) I hit you till you shake (What?) I hit you till you drop
blowin' the spot Lord My chick is buggin', she trippin' My dick keep slippin' out my boxer drawers Now I'm caught up in the drug sting Niggas is callin' my
x2: sauldin] Now I lay me down to sleep I, I pray the lord that my soul he keeps If I should die, before I awake I, I pray the lord that my soul he takes
be stupid, don't make me use it No, lord, 'cause you can't sell here, anymore... [Ghostface Killah] Did you think I was playin'? When I told you before
mistakes I've made And thanks for keepin my momma safe when she wrecked my Escalade See I could replace a Cadillac but I can't replace my momma I'm sorry
