do He'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew Starting fights over little shit, up on the block Stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the
he'd get his respect back, in the eyes of his crew starting fights over little shit, up on the block stepped up to selling mothers and brothers the crack
(feat. Tre Williams) [Verse 1:] ...Let there be light No gangbanging in New York tonight Just murals of Biggie Smalls bigger than life Turn up the
Digits Dialing But I Ain't Gotta Fucking Choice My Money Talks In A Chris Tucker Voice "And You Know This Man" You A Stand Up Rapper, Hip Hop Comedian
In My Veins Like A Pisces The Pyrex Pot, Roll Up My Sleaves Turn One Into 2 Like A Siamese... Twin, When It End I'm a Stand As A Man Neva Dyin On My Knees
Dialing But I Ain't Gotta Fucking Choice My Money Talks In A Chris Tucker Voice "And You Know This Man" You A Stand Up Rapper, Hip Hop Comedian I Start
(featuring Stokley Williams) (*"lala, la, la, la, la" repeated in the background throughout the song*) [Intro - Brother Ali - talking] Yeah, yeah,
you up Make you feel like everything's love and setting you up We blown up, and these blocks got em sewn up Niggaz talking funny on my cell, hang the phone up
the love of William Danze (Sho' nuff!) I am invaluable, to my niggaz cause they all rest there in thirty-two -- BETTER THAN NOTHIN! Think of William
caught wreck) I gots no pops to snatch me up and say, "What are we gonna do?" Here's my mother suckin up my brother Little sis holdin my mail, I'm in