know I don't luv it [Da Brat:] Oh, guess who's driving in the 5 double O Like yippie I... yippie O... yeh Whn I talk smack ya'll betta skip back like
I don't luv it [Da Brat:] Oh, guess who's driving in the 5 double O Like yippie I... yippie O... yeh Whn I talk smack ya'll betta skip back like Hea
fuck you up! [guard] Yeah yeah fool, what? Yeah yeah that's what they all say fool. You institutionalized, and this is your home... Guess who's back,
Syke do it to you Guess who's back? [Syke] I got ki's, comin from overseas Cost a nigga two hundred G's I'm a street comando, Nino for example
2] Thinking back as an adolescent Who would have guessed, that in my future years I'd be stressing Some say the ghetto's sick and corrupted Plus
wasn't sucka free Cause I had all them wannabe thug niggaz in protective custody I guess they heard that I got them birds Thought I was a nerd 'til I
him, I see him, he slipped At a stop light in a growin night, this motherfucken trick Slide over so I can dip and put it in him Damn, I guess this motherfucker
I never told you that Scared what you might do, I couldn't hold you back I kept it deep inside, I done let it fuel my anger I'm down for all my homies
lines*] I'm tellin ya, it's the same ol' shit I mean.. god damn, youknowhatI'msayin? I'm sittin back, watchin Montell Jordan video I see the same bitch, who
2} [2Pac] I thought I hit rock bottom, they ban my album, point the finga I guess nobody loves a real nigga-slash-rap singer I thought I'd bring a little
I ain't stoppin it's a high speed Rollin on tha 405 puffin thai weed I'm shiftin gears Then I disappear Listen here If they take me alive I'm doin' years
to shit, I fell off that pot Hopped right back up on that crapper and I Said "fuck you" with a capital I Look who's back to antagonize You don't like
: I was born in new jersey, I said it before But I guess nobody heard me My mother died young No sistas or brothas, I was the only son When I was twelve
end guess who gets paid? although they say that we're all free, it never felt that way to me as you sit back and watch us die, i can't help asking, "
s lookin for somethin.. Street dreams are made of these Shorties on they knees, for niggaz with big G's Who am I to disagree? Everybody's lookin for somethin
ki Everybody's lookin' for somethin' Street dreams are made of these Shorties on they knees for playas wit' big cheese Who am I to disagree? Everybody's
woo...hey... DTP Let's Go [Chorus: Bobby v] She's dangerous,(Uh huh) super fast. (OK) Better watch out she'll take ya cash. She's a gold... digger
to Brick City I know just want you want, I got just want you need Turn that shit around, and back it up on me Since I was the first, I guess I'll be the
