Choices to be made and fights to be fought pick our fucking battles but we still stand as one the right choice is not always clear right and wrong might
can be free Discourage me if you think you can But I won't stop till I'm out of here Yeah,I just don't give a damm Not afraid to face what they fear
you can catch me on the block in the 07 jag Cause I hustle, watch my hustle Rubberbands by my money and my neck full of ice and they see me on the block
do it if you want me to do it or not I think its best you let me if you don't wanna get shot I think its best you respect me if you don't wanna get shot
straight to the project Just chill - sit back and lay low Stay on my p's and q's - keep the four-four You know how it go: give bitch-niggas hell And I
to clean up You, ya ma, and children, can pack up Please hurry before I go raw And mess around in here and catch a charge You don showed me, you ain't
when our choppers scream Havin trouble this evenin Leavin the scene not breathin Me and the Hot Boyz ride Cheif and gettin high Beef and niggas die when me and
give niggaz the blues Don't think twice, first mind tell me do what I gotta do So I gather up my clique, load up the fucking iron gas up the creep mobile, jump in that bitch and
flight Get down and take it like High School ????? And I'll be finish over night 28 grams and it's on The make me four g's strong Young ballers stay shop ???? and
them first, and grab them thing's and ride If I don't, nigga gonna jump in they shit and smash out Try'na catch me slippin' and leave Geezy ass out But
and day. I'll show you things which make you laugh. I'll show you thinks which makes you smile. Let me be your friend. Give me the chance to conclude. Let me
you think you know me; and maybe you remember I was in a group and we had six members We freaked (fake??), and saw +Sally Walkin+ Spoke with +Susie+ and
seem to be sane to you I am, lying I'm lying better hold to the status given who am I and looking for something write down what you think of me profit
how you make me feel? It?s give and take when you try to get it right, I don?t think you understand and haven?t taken time, You and I: we cannot
m a make it to the top, now tell me who will ride for me? Tell me will you ride for me? Tell me will you cry for me? Stay by my side? I'm a stay on my
me cause (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) The streets fuck with me (Yeah!) I get in they blood I give 'em reality rap and the shit for the club (AYY!) You think
worry about me I'll be alright Niggas can waste ammo firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around me [Verse 1: Young Buck] Life begins and