: i put my shoes on then i'm out the door i think your just another whore but i don't care this time i wait a minute then i start to think i turn
Nigga don't worry God don't like evil Shit is so clear that they can't even see through But no matter what we do (matter what we do), We gon' be strugglin
entries If one of my sounds is off in your town Then it's going down by the means infantry Instantly finna be World War 3 If you fucking with my family
of this would matter I mean non of it so i say thank you listen [Verse 1] Out the gate i gotta start it off right daddy told told me you aint gotta beat
Sweet Then She Says "I Heard Your Song And I'm Obsessed With The Beat, I Mean, The Lyrics Are Good, But I'm Obsessed With The Beat I Love It When Voyce
really sweat the real fools Show those muthafuckas the real tools Check the enemy, it ain't the family Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D. They gotta understand, they beat
: Get funky with it [ VERSE 1 ] I told you before: you burn when you play with fire So take off your hats, matter of fact hail the new Sire You're hungry
feat. Rufus Blaq) O-RYAN Oh, oh, TU- O G You know how we get down T Scott on the track O tell em what you're talking about [Verse 1:] I, step off into
-ckin? family picture You know father time, we all know mother nature It?s all in the family, but I am of no relation No matter who?s buying, I?m a celebration
off me Kiss my ass. Then wake up n' smell the coffee See, when you're broke and unknown, your baby's mama clown you Your family down's you. Don't want
sweat the real fools Show those muthafuckas the real tools Check the enemy, it ain't the family Not 1-11, try L.A.P.D. They gotta understand, they beat
everyones family Stay jordan fresh suites and ferraris coupes N shortie watch barneys? we head the barneys? End up at 'mani giorgi and service from sergio pacini lamborghini the chain blow off
[Verse 1 - Gudda Gudda] They call me Young Gudda, I'm all about the dough still, And anybody in my way, roadkill, Everything my hands touch turn to gold
face this chrome I'm butt naked, i been jackin off, gettin' drunk It's my last hours alive, who gives a fuck? (me) It dont matter, I'm doin this shit
bad, devious fuckin kid Victim of?, shit that my momma did These dope beats comin up, I'm servin those clucker bitches My beeper still goin off, I'm
O-RYAN Oh, oh, TU- O G You know how we get down T Scott on the track O tell em what you're talking about [Verse 1:] I, step off into the
2-4 Family Stay (Jays D-Style remix) Stay One More Day Good job is taken to town Stay, dont runaway, please lord just one more day Dont be walkin away
