to lose I BB a king so let me sing you the blues Let me lay down the rules, Get money by all means, Survive at all costs put god 'bove all things I
, lou vatin a lil jewlery, why u mad why u always take it out on me why u always showing out in front company? [CHORUS] [8 Ball] man aint never seen one look like u
phone [U-God] Danger zone Bozzy Capone alone, in a terradome Stalon With a great cannon, bones cerebral swollen Straight both ways scanning All you roaches lay down
cries (U-God) One cop's weakness Was heroic, he exposed pieces Leaked out information On surveillance where his wife was staying Police tracked her down
I shouts to the slum Come, the misfit's got a tale, take you on a mad trip The thoughts unveil I'm too deep, you sinks down, I creeps round, the lowest
the B-U-double-L-E-T, and S-L-U-G Enough'll make you D-I-E, Queens Finest (yeah yeah) [Chorus: Algado & Shoballotti] Yo stolen car -- top down, on point
Still in God I trust (Why me) Why these motherfuckers watchin me (Why me) Why they actin like we got the keys (Why me) Why these homies and clowns going around Cloning the town down
tap,tap,tap,tap, tap,tap,tap,tap. are you going to let me in,tap,tap, hello,tap,tap,tap,hello [Violent J] 2:45 and the bell went off, Thank God
wena) Yo khala, khala, khala, u mama (Yo khal'u mama khe) M'yeke, yeke, yeke, wena (Kha'mye, kha'myeke, wena) Yo khala, kha, 'yok 'shaya u baba (Yok shaya u
slangin dem quarters, I got em 2 for 3, god dammit, I'm a balla! Pushin in weight, from state to state, Niggaz ridin dirty, on my mobile phone, it's U
is gettin' thick Out the door she split She straight slick But I'm slicker than that bitch gon' get So now move bitch, get out the way hoe and lay low
'em ready to blow 'em out ya town now Come on y'all we take a pow pow That gauge that gauge we spray they lay they lay What a wonderful day Get up buck
.E. tour when we mashed down Doesn't even seem like 7 years passed Both rodies now homies out the hood on the scene You did the Humpty with the u I did
Stand I'm camouflage in the bushes, Fly in ya mind i'll show you how to look it, Rock's in tha band like OH GOD, MY GOODNESS, I'ma tell em bout you, Tell
Bitch Nigga lay face down and the dirt/ count the ants u jerk/ im the answer u jerk/ not like Allen nor Paul ear but u can still get hurt/ u got speak
bitch tha u boys came wit same bad bitch tha u boys cant get I'll be god damned if they all aint hit take tha girl and straight spawl tha bitch u kno
still fleee me and wayne off the leash rapping bout haters cause they haiting they culd suck my dick just Saying lay that lay this haters y hate u only
hit you just to try to get you down so heres some jewels from my crate that'll make it turn around, you gotta learn your sound and love your voice, go with what u