don't have a clue, if it goes down what to do Don't you know this government ain't vote for me and you I have a dream, no, I have a wish If we can't
Now I got my guns, better arm yourselfs Most don't have a clue, if goes down what to do, Don't you know this government they vote for me and you I have
for my soldiers. But nigga now hold on, you don't even know us. We them po'est that's the coldest. You can suck us; you can blow us. From the clipper
platinum when you do it And feed your family while you do it That's how my thugstas get it crackin' Attackin' and move to it Make it happen, take advantage, do
makin mortuaries rich So if you got something that you think you wanna prove You better prove it now, cause you don't get a second chance dude One chance is all you
, baby', what's happenin'? What you want to do nigga? I, I wanna, I wanna smash it (Smash) Back and forth, back and forth Let's do it, what you wanna
you was my son Pooh The streets talk, heard you partnered Tru Now you talkin' shit like you really wanna do it A will-wack the type that deceive you
tomorrow, they will, they will Today, nobody cares But oh tomorrow, they will, they will [Chorus] They said my future was dark, see me now? Just look
suppose What you say , what you do Don't mean nothing, nothing at all, yeah (Nothing at all) And all the bonds you make between ya Can be broken any time you
Three Done Turned Into Ten Now You Lyin On That Bathroom Flo Askin Yoself What Happen Im Wit You My Nigga Im Wit You Pleasure P Verse1: Never Knew Just What
those who do not." Me. The Chosen One? They chose me, and I didn't graduate from fuckin' high school. You'd better... You'd better... You'd better... You
The way that gucci Look good on your booty What's really good Can I floss you in my hood Tell you things That make you knock on wood So make it happen If you
feel you climaxin' Don't even front, you know you wanna make it happen Yo Busta Bus, do you hear Violator faxin' Eighty G's for one show that's satisfaction Now
and I put it in rap If I ain't a Lunatic, then what do ya call that If my pockets ain't obese, then what do ya call fat I wasn't born on purpose, I was
an all time high We all know why Now you would think the classrooms the place for mental stimulation But there's some brothas outside sellin' that stuff That will
question 'bout where I'm driving you Lil mamma my shit together I ain't jiving you I don't think that nigga could do you better than I could do, you
' what may happen boy Although you look so good to me, it's best that I leave I?m scared of being next to you, because of what I think I might do Boy you
Truth will set you free what will a lie do Niggaz say I'm God but I be gettin' high too Can't love the money like the niggaz beside you 'Cuz when the