do our best, help out if we can if we can't do it, we can find someone who will we won't leave you, we'll try to fulfill put your trust in others - open up
got the Mac so I'm always good You see the Bentley pull up I'm livin' it up And when my wolves come out you givin' it up Listen cash rules Yayo is that
here you are We world wide mob figgaz [Chorus: repeat 2X] We got homies on the front line livin it up We got ladies in the back straight givin it up
Realism hard to understand, we stand slanted and still stranded, merciless thieves stole the best of me I pray to black Jesus to please take the rest of me And still, the best
roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up I got a fetish
Bronx niggaz love me, like they think our mics on (WOO) These rap niggaz not like me, they too soft (yeah) Get shot down, I get up, shakin' shit off You
8 Mile alleys, let's rally [Eminem] Hands up for the grand finale Now raise up out your seat, Dre's about to speak Blaze a pound of weed six days up
in and pushing you away, I remember how beautiful it was to fall asleep on your couch, And cry in front of you for the first time. You were the best
you in And pushing you away I remember how beautiful it was to fall asleep on your couch And cry in front of you for the first time you were the best
stop calling me, come pick up your clothes No need to front like you're still with me, all your homies know Even your very best friend, tried to warn
get the best of me I'm still finding time to show I care With my crying eyes I see contentment because of you Trials and tribulations build up walls In front
in front of a micophone. And each night it repeats and you fall into me, like a domino, and you talk when you're drunk like you're writing it up for a
What are you doin? What are you up to?) Aw, not much (Goin for a bike ride, wanna come?) [beat starts back up] [Verse 2: Classified (White Mic) {Classified
s? We puttin the Smackdown and we ain't clownin' Not many have lasted Since we first blasted Up on the scene, singin' about the dream Recruitin' for our
ya house note n-gga Blow that bitch on a bottle The Ferrari just a front, got the Lambo in the back Tell you ?we the best forever? DJ Khaled handle that
I do) (I'm of the)hood (This the remix) And if you feel me put your hands up Hood(put em up, put em up, put em up) My hood niggas can you feel me(I gave
, kickin down in yo front door Knock knock, you hear the glock cock and that thing pop on the 4 4 Posted up in that same block, I'm in the drop top holdin