get smoked Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes Like shit get masked out over dog hoes Really doe Bullet holes be so big Innocent bystanders get hit even little
and all black, that's my atire A tru rider, gettin' higher off uptown fire Remember me, tha little G never died Took one to the chest but the little G
man Then I knew it was true All the feelings that I had inside for you I could not deny Many times I tried, ooh ooh (CHORUS:) Give me a little more
, In the bed [Verse 2: Pretty Ricky] I'm a scorpio high tech freak Different position every day of the week Just relax baby girl don't peek Got a little
is full of pressure and pain I thought it would change, It's stayin' the same [Lloyd Banks] How many of them boys is witcha' When you had that little
away in the hood like its government cheese Spray on Suzukis [50 Cent:] Yeah yeah Funk Flex Keep playin' with 'em [Lloyd Banks:] Yeah Look Look Yeah Look Look Look [Verse 2
now he's dead Mama, life has just begun And now I gotta throw it all away [Verse 2:] In a state of shock Who would of ever thought K could pull the trigger Little
I'm just a little bit older Maybe there's a change These feelings grow on me very slowly On the side of me The side of me you never knew How many words
cash; first class - sittin next to Vanna White [Chorus 2X] [Verse 3] Check, check - yo, I know somethin you don't know And I got somethin to tell ya You won't believe how many
: Little somethin for my godson Elijah and a little girl named Corinne Verse One: Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker
] I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (I ain't mad at cha) I ain't, mad, at cha [2Pac:] (A true down ass bitch, and I ain't mad at cha) [Verse Three: 2Pac]
if we survive? The only time they notice a nigga is when he's clutchin on a four-five My neighborhood ain't the same Cause all these little babies
for cash I learned fast Using violent measures Memories of adolescent years Their was unity But after puberty we brought war To our community So many
When we ride on our Enemies Biatch! When we ride on our Enemies [Verse 1] Heyyy Got some static with some niggas on the other side of town Let my little
little girl [Chorus] Mama Don't know why Mama's just a little girl Given that she is or not Time ain't on her side Mama's just a little girl (
unborn.. [2Pac] Now ever since my birth, I've been cursed since I'm born to wild in case I never get to holla at my unborn child Many things learned
t no glory in pain, a soldier's story in vain And can't nobody live this life for me It's a ride y'all, a long hard ride [2Pac] Somebody break me I'm
: Chorus: I wonder if heaven got a ghetto (4X) I was raised, the little young nigga doin bad shit Talk much shit cause I never had shit I could remember
