I?m bout to tell you this story about being broke Man, being broke sucks. Dude, being broke sucks. I woke up this morning ain?t got no money, only thing
I?m bout to tell you this story about being broke Man, being broke sucks. Dude, being broke sucks. I woke up this morning ain?t got no money, only
by the police Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (yeah) Niggaz just wanna know if your still gonna be on some crooked ass nigga shit (2pac Verse 1
censor somethin, motherfucker censor this! My words are weapons, and I'm steppin to the silent Wakin up the masses, but you, claim that I'm violent Chorus: 1st
: Yeahhhh (Yeahhh) Ohh (Ohh) Yeahhh (Yeahhh) Ohh (Ohh) Yeaahh I made the mark on Feburary 1st Between me and you, you can call it birth The beginning
murder mo, gladly 'Cause the haters never had to have me Want to follow fools through alleys 'Cause ready to lose and daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie Probably St
professional look With this superb decorating set... I'm not meant to be here But so what? Nobody's taken your place Nobody's taken your place Each
: [singing:] You can't love, but I bet ya Yo can't hine yeah [Verse 1:] Here we Gooo The 1st time aroud I left the cars at the house And I put the diamonds
passing motor car That broadcasts a popular song And a girl appears to be saying "Do you think that I'm going to go far?" [Chorus 1:] Just look at me
few of 'em off Missed who he's aimin for six feet away's the door In St. Andrew's hall not a stray slidin all over the place Sprays one bitch in the face
we [E] Touch down, there ain't no way to keep em quiet With T.I. and Shady baby, we bout to incite a riot When we touch down [1st verse: T.I.] When we
: [Esham:] [1st verse] When i wake up in the morning i got to puff the gan a pocket full of money saying IM THE MAN. got a bitch on my line im gonna
: 1st Verse (It's) so hot outside all I can wear Is these cutoff overalls And sandals on my feet But I empty my pockets for a bus ticket Just so I could
' me my spot is hot They like I think any day now, playboy, shit gon' pop Back then I was the phat Ghost, them came March 1st My eighth platoon got murked
: [1st Verse:] Nine O' clock, All alone, Paging you Wishing you'd come over, my place, after while, Let me know We can just keep talkin 'bout the last
the business? Vegas- what's the business? D.C. - what's the business? Chi-town- what's the business? [Verse 1: Guerilla Black] I'm from a place called
run and hide Cover your ears and your eyes [Ice Cube] The world had to bow to this new style Dial 9-1-1, makin more money than the law allow But Fuck
at any moment (Yeah), that's what I'll do (ICP, ODB) I'll do it to you And a few of your crew (Bitcheeessss!) [1st Verse - Violent J] BITCH! WHAT THE
