don't I know no-one in congress these bitches love me all the way, u got sorta's and kinda's sort of remind you, why you don't call no vagina lets give
And if you with me [Together] Then you's a balla'! [Verse 2: Trina] You gots no bucks? You gets no fuck You better find you a foot dragon slow mutt
'62 Impala And if you shoot you better kill Cause if you don't and you won't But then I will You won't rest in peace you'll rest in pain Why, because
here to have a future I'm a dead motherfucker Wake up, jumped out my bed Hung in a two man cell wit my homie Lil' 1/2 Dead Murder was the case that
who loves.. you.. Don't need you all in mine I just wanna fuuuuuck you We can't be kissin and huggin gul, you got a husband who loves.. you.. You need
(2x) [Verse 2] Chiefin' hay, every-day, the Southern way, Totin' nines I'm color blind, I'm straight for mine You can call it what you want, I really don't
and pay I don't know why you wanna get on my back? (why?) Trippin cos you know the bomb's at where I'm at Well if that's the case you shoulda roll wit
Respect) Black Wall Mafia, new millennium Genevieves Got a million dollars say LeBron don't win a ring (Word?) I know Kobe, I be on the floor, Kobe! You know
? [Chorus: 2x] And I don't wanna die but if I do Homies, don't cry! I did so much dirt I should fry And, loc, sometimes I don't wanna come outside But
You gon save that? Na na na na naaaaaa Na na na na naaaaaa Yea Thug niggas don't live that long (Thug niggas don't live that long) Before they gone
I know, all I know See, check it out, the dope game is a motherfucker, young man I bet you yo lil' ass ain't even got a gun man You in the game now you know
:] What up Ja [Lil Ja:] What up? [Cam:] What's the deal? [Lil Ja:] Nothing...Cam you can't be feeding niggaz [Cam:] Why not? [Lil Ja:] Cause they don't
Bear] Can you hear me (Ayyy), came for attention (Ayyy) But it ain't good if you don't wait (Ooooh) It ain't good if you don't wait (Ooooh) I'm applyin
chef Raekwon The beats are filet mignon without the A1. Who walk like a pitbull, You? who bitch please I ate your favourite rapper's heart out with a 16 Didn't
a peal Don't slip up, don't fuck up 'cause i'ma have to Pop you up Chorus {lil' ya} Boom boom boom, it's the sound that you dead With a bullet in yo
learn You fall short, the desert Eagle's gonna make you burn The shit is real, now do you feel me? 'cause if you don't your bodies gonna get tied For
up when you get it Lemme see who you have Now, you have Q-Tip, you have Busta Rhymes You have Raekwon the Chef, you had Lil Wayne on here Man, I ain't