please cool it Joe, Misdemeanor real pro ficky ficky real pro wit a ficky ill flow I kick down doors and I rock many shows I put a tag on your toe and
, you killing me. The way you breaking it. And now you telling me what to do. Baby break it down. Break something (Break it down) x3. baby, break it down. Go down
front door, cause I cant take no more I cant take no more let me show you the way (yeah, to the door let me show you the way) didn't I show you this
the kids at home I wanna bone alone we hopping Up and down like jack rabbits So many kids put this on their daddy's mind Never will I ever put him out
cuz we will never let it up and I?ll do it til you get enough, and I'll beat you dead and red and stuff what it do, what it is, I see you haven?t read
you again (i wanna see you again) a sacred gift of heaven for better, worse, wherever And i will never let somebody break you down or take your crown never (I
, You know what I'm sayin, I'm a real man, I take care of my Home, I take care of my kids, Pay all my bills, I mean I ain't Gone lie, I may check a little
who holds rank of an MC Will be slurped like the drink through a straw So get the punchline, I'm down by law Two R's will be given as a single clue Richie
good Front door kicker Glock spitter Black and gold flag across my face when I get you 3 wheeler tipping turning up the Alpine [?] while I listen to the
Mutombo. Soulja number one but I ain't talkin bout the combo. S.O.D. boss (yeah) I'm the head hon-cho. Walk inside the club, I need V.I.P [Chorus:] Pronto
time I seen you I was thinking you need me in ya life You can be my ride or die I'll always treat you right And when you feelin' down- I can make ya day
tree I only saw what I was seeking What I was made to see I cannot change What I don't understand And I was never taught To look again You know I never
raw dawg, Any nigga putty, hit it, catchya, sawed off, sawed off And I?m ready, I?m ready, to-go, What it is, nigga bow down, bow down, Nigga show some
love me and I know you cana??t stand it. Goth-em city doors got ya boy Batmanina??. Yaa?? girl go hard like Dikembe Mutombo. Soulja number one but I
disrespectin', didn't good (Ahh) I didn't cause you harm but I was reachin' for your arm When you walked past and I missed and I grabbed your ass My bizzard feels like I'm learnin' 35 In a A3 cup in a Deezeevees whatever I desire (Desire) I
so crack ends, givin me jaw, I be call fuckin around wit mo ups & downs then a see-saw sometimes I feel like I'm broke, sometimes I'm shot calla who
money 'cause I take my money And I take my time when I take my money I'm always careful when I make my money I know about niggas gettin quaked by money
And when I drop off my singles I'm dropping one of my targets Lord forgive me for my sins, I gave you hits I gave you "All I Do Is Win", I live this shit