was working Rich niggas, you can't beat then join 'em You can't join us then beat it Leave us alone you hater you! [Chorus] We Live ladies. Don't you want
now die for her. [Short Dawg:] I have the type of flow n-ggas don't have to like, My rhymes is ambidextrous so I don't have to write, The way I'm eating
this world is so cold, why should I be Shit And she don't even wanna be my girlfriend She said she just wanna do her thang with me And she gonna do her
, Listen, how should I begin, em, Ain't no such thing as a plutonic friend, your lying to yourself if you don't think you want more, so don't you call
't even copy See, we don't play that Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad jean, what you want to trade slugs
that they can't even copy See, we don't play that Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad jean, what you want to
figure on Bust it - man I go chill, me called a gal you wanna kill She have faith, she have di skill, I know she want it she will Gimme the right, a me
im real cool don`t thank that im a lil dude A Peter Pan quick knock off the doors off Dont get me started ive been retarded watch me mow down A bay bay
to keep doin' it for us And I don't need a gold on a black to black Just some down at home country love (Country love) I don't ask for much (Huh, huh
Bill, Buffalo Bill, Buffa-Buffalo Bill. Skin em up, hem em, sew em up in those kilts, Up in those kilts, uppa-up in those kilts. Man, you don't want to
from that Bitch Cause she was actin' like I ain't want her. Now she pissed off mad at me, But I don't give a damn. A bitch gon' do wat bitches do,
, that they can't even copy See, we don't play that Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad jean, what you want
that they can?t even copy See, we don?t play that Where I?m from it?s like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad jean, what you want to
a flow, that they can't even copy See, we don't play that Where I'm from it's like fantasy hockey Sup with the dog, thugs want a war Bad GM, what you
jerseys, get on line For your football numbers, wanna take us all under What happened to shorty? They gave him tall numbers I don't think so, I don't
mon I'm fanna take ya to the spot where the homies roam We surely don't, take no shit from nobody So don't trip on nobody, get a clip in to body huh This
gun, that keeps a brother runnin But it don't matter cause it will cost ya Cause you're like a teacher, but I don't reach ya Soundin like a preacher
money make the world go round And Uncle Luke showed me how to make my girl go down I've been around Hip Hop since '85 She had her ups and downs but she