back up in the hustle Sometimes I sit and I wonder if a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' in this world Where nobody don't give
, don't nobody give a damn So what you gonna do when they try to do you? Would you pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, or let them shoot you? Mr. Law Protector,
m back up in the hustle Sometimes I sit and I wonder If a nigga pull my number If it wasn't for the Bone Thug fam' In this world where nobody don't give
the doctor said I need time to myself on the ocean those frivolous thoughts but I'm brought up full of this independence caught up sever relentless evil intentions nobody
this old earth can you see It'z a crime to me, so we should get ready for Armageddons 'Cause I know God should be ready to roll To go through all of tha wicked shit like Mr
Boy you done went off on me Runnin round with the fakin and hatin I'ma blast if you run up on me I'ma do my dirt by my lonely so that nobody can snitch
To keep me out the mood of premeditatin' Yo, the log around my lone is worse I'm havin' thoughts of killin' me, but I'm killin' you first Mr. Kindness
It's Friday night Two players in a black 5-0-0 Slidin' down the shore, gettin' at every fly ho I'm wit my homey, ain't nobody set trippin' Drops my
Mr. Mr. Scarface from walking down the block Out jumps some fiends and steals all his rocks Pulls out a gun and shoots down all the fiends And Mr. Mr.
(Smash) Back and forth, back and forth Let's do it, what you wanna hear? I wanna hear some of that ol' that, ol' dear diary (Dear diary) Mr, Mr. Scarface
ours And the Bible told us every girl was sour Don't play in her garden, and don't smell her flower Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawnmower Boy I got so
Hey, sexy body keepin' low key is with nobody Chillin' in the spot so hot Fellas walk by her and they wanna try to Get up in her face and holler, talk
Mandela did all them years All that blood, all that sweat, and all them tears? And I can name thousands more that died in the struggle from Mr. Wallace to Mr
life n** just for the f*** of it Crack's crazy, that n****'ll smack babies Clap ladies for yackin' you gon' catch shady Call it a mass shower, the way them hollow's drizzle Mr
) Yup, Yup I get it, Good music bitch, Aint nobody fuckin wit it, And Nah, nah they cant really do it how we did it, Its good music bitch, Aint nobody
the story begin, begin, begin Hold up, this ain't a number one record This is practically assault with a deadly weapon I made this just for Flex 'n Mr
m guilty of trudge But you know what? Let me tell you a story, alright, yo, yo, yo She wanna be down with me everyday And she no want nobody in her way
I can't find no love in my homies You always was true I knew it, ever since I started seein' ya A few body scars, a few misdemeanors You was down when nobody