Reminisce girl on the way that it was, Everything that I had was yours, Give me kiss girl like you used to do I'm gonna take my time with you Make it
mark time That's the reason that bustas still sellin nickel sacks and ganja You two bit hustla, I'm the grown brother like clockers Went and give you five
gone flip some new s**t now You heard "All Eyez on Me," ni**az know what time it is (Makaveli the Don) 'Pac do it like that Rhymin and stealin, sellin five
it's funny to me All you suckers livin' bummy while you messin' with me I'm a self made millionaire Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air Biggie
funny to me All you niggas living bummy While you fucking with me? I'm a self made Millionaire Thug livin', out of prison Pistols in the Air {Air} (Ha
ass niggas i'm sick of bein stuck in tha county jail my niggas clown bring a pound when they posten bail smokein' blunts in tha driveway my four-five
it, you bit it" - G. Dep "Tell these niggas somethin' God" - Ghostface Killah [Verse 3 - Nas] What, yo I disturb niggas and white boys, with five pointed
: Oh.(infamous davey "oh") Five A.M. on the bathroom floor from the night before. Do you find me dreadful? What a shame such a sad disgrace, Such a pretty
don't want to be your glass of single malt whiskey Hidden in the bottom drawer I don't want to be a bandage if the wound is not mine Lend me some fresh air
Niggas don't be knowin our styles we be showin Extraterrestrial complete show em Sure, shoney men bring on the spear flow em Up in the air, into
feelings for you You'd be honest with me if only you knew My woman got a face like a teddy bear She's tossin' a baseball bat in the air The meat is so
kindly tell me, friend, what time the show begins?" Then he moved into the corner, face down like the Jack of Hearts. Backstage the girls were playin' five
you'll give me one more chance, girl I'll be there for you These five words I swear to you When you breathe I want to be the air for you I'll be there
: It feels like I'm walkin' on air When we walk down our street When the neighbors stop to watch us walk by You can hear 'em talking (let them talk)
: Ten, nine, eight, seven, six Five, four, three, two, one Injection, follows. Uhh ahh (repeat) Mike? Yes? The love I have right next to me
not biographical?" "Well, I did have a brother who died in a bathtub... drowned. Actually, I had five brothers who died that way. No, I'm serious. My mother drowned one every year for five
stare And Bronx's best apostle stands with his hand on his own hard ware Everything stops, you hear five, quick shots, the cops come up for air And now