now this new shit gon' fade 'em all My niggaz ball made a call for some backup for lil' homies and my dogs in the black truck Buck buck was the sound
chriz-omes A-yo the bitch useta bring you dough Useta be your bottom hoe Now your paper comin' slow She feel like she had ta go Roll wit them rich niggas and ball with them ball
mi naah guh too stress me just a look a explanation This is the word from the black man Chorus Verse 2: I say man a true needle kill the dragon and
ill be, rolliin'! you can find me in the streets, you, you can find me in the streets. [Verse 2: The Game] Its the black rag assassin, fourty fo' mag blast, and black
you kill 'em all? ... to death, death, death Fuck with the niggas with the guns and you might get shot, get shot Get cha gun, get cha gun, did you kill
J'ai un ennemi qui me fuit 92i, ne lui en laisse pas le choix Je suis ur l'avenue en gros gamoss, normal Les keufs me connaissent, ne m'arretent plus c'est de la balle
like I'm a transformer, I went from a, Like I'm a transformer, like I'm a transformer, Point black I'm the best in general, You know I ball and I ain
I weigh 160, So it only takes a few shots To get myself tipsy. Yeah, you're more than I'm drunk Then I move on to wasted, Black out, Find me passed out
: Curl into a ball like you have more fun That would make it faster Why do you do it do you do it do you act like you? Why do you do it do you act like
s about to bust) (Killers!) Cy-press, Hill click, yeah we ready for war (Yeah we ready for war) (Killers!) All y'all niggas, better just hit the floor (Killers
the scene Three crazy, gun-totin' niggas smokin' weed Talkin' about life on records was the whole plan So we put out The Phuncky Feel, (?) and Kill A Man (KILL
: There's a black hill We had a climb Everything I need but nothing's mine Satan's world, I've had a kill Why didn't Rosemary ever take the pill? Lying
clothes are soiled and black, He's a big, strong man with a childs mind, Don't you take his booze away! He's been at it for years drinking balls and
my story niggaz [Verse 1: Elzhi] Yeah, g-growin up on 12th Street, Rosa Parks Was a young prodigy who had flows to spark Surrounded by killers, thieves
I consider myself one of those so thank you very much, here it goes! Man, I'm takin' my ball and goin' home, man shit is too easy nobody even wants to pass me the ball
and swallow Leave drawers in this Impala, I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than 6 koalas; as soon as a I draw get sent to [? ] I kill with the tongue
left, So bite the meth or prepare to fiht to death To jacked, attacked and cracked on two, Smackin' through 'ril you're black and blue for actin' true
won't diss you black biaaatch. [verse 1:] Things just ain't the same for Osama, Since the World Trade Bombings, And the Pentagon got the world calling Me to kill