did it all for you i did it all for youuu yeah he yeah he yeah he heee all for you yeah he yeah he yeah he heee all for you Verse 2: I can remember
all I promise I been thinkin before ya'll I barely get tired I'm rarely inspired And you accompish in a week is What I'm daily required I'm meetin' qoutas while you
half a million With all my niggaz, all my guns, all my women Next two years, I should see about a billion All for the love of drug dealin Got no love for
task on my back They ain't got nuttin but time, the f-k is that I'd rather be in jail then broke, this s-t is wack Jizzle only word for ya dog, this
-good blood sucker Fat motherfucker, now looks who's in trouble As you run through my jungle all you hear is rumbles Kanye West samples, here's one for
real you know how we do when the young niggas peel out Don't squeal [undecipherable] [Ice-T] If you niggas don't know you should know by now Ice got
' for banknotes And all of you out there know what I'm talkin' 'bout If you claim you're down then never sell-out Never sell out, youknowhatI'msayin'? You gotta stay down for
worked all day and it's on [Hook: DJ Muggs scratching quotes below] Ugh, YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [Flavor Flav] Ugh, YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [Flavor
it Goddamn, a nigga made it cremated in the church Lord knows I'm blessed Write every lawyer so you know I'm stressed A punch in the face get you 300K
friendship tight Shawn to Sean Paul 'em if you "Gimmie the Light" And this way you can stay for life, aight? Use to all the attention, huh? (Yeah!) But you
crazy things you do The things you do for love I need love My heart needs love But I can't give you a chance And it's all because I don't want to be
fucc riGht now Well you lil' 6oys keep on tryinG like the little enGine that could You think you can you think you could I think you pussies should (
priceless, nigga, you understand me? Either you with us, or you ain't with us Either you in the huddle or you out the huddle Either you ridin' or we
paper bag (Thank God for that) Brown paper bag Thank God for those days, thank God for those nights Though it might seem wrong, thank God for that white
S1-50 or in that bulgatti you cant f**k with me i do this for my niggas on the grind and never be another me what you out your mind i get it poppin when
out the ocean, nigga, landin' in the sand Third war soldier, world wide general Cash Money, Young Money, fire flame spitters Hustle all the time in
Right now to the VIP section You got Young Mula in the house tonight baby Yeah, hello, yeah! Young, young Young, young Young Mula Baby Got money and you
If you cross the line damn right, I'm gon' hurt you These fagot niggas even made gang signs commercials Even Lil' Bow Wow throwin' it up B2K crip walkin
