spillin haters The ghetto made us slangin is how we get our paper pull off capers an original thug taper Got riches handed over nigga before I erase ya You want my troubles
I got news she's mine and mine alone And if anybody's lookin' for trouble You know I'm the one you want to try Well I'll fight any man who wants to And
tell you what I use to do Not to feel blue It's like a trick that can change your life You simply have to Sing a song Any happy song And your troubles
: Change, shit I guess change is good for any of us Whatever it take for any of y'all niggaz to get up out the hood Shit, I'm wit cha, I ain't mad at
Then act up when all the hoes gone Are you ready for my flow? hit me (Hoooooooo!) X3 Stop fronting motherfucker let them thangs go I'm quick to kill a nigga any
had finally found his brain New Rovers pull me over, I'm sentenced to the pen Remember that little, bird, he snitched and told a, friend It's trouble
m tuffer than any My attitude is shitty Born in the dope fiends titty And every city you'll find me Looking for trouble Right behind me My outlaw Niggas
: Killing us one by one In one way or another American will find a way to eliminate the problem One by one The problem is the troubles in the black
Once Contemplated Suicide, And Woulda Tried But When I Held That 9, All I Could See Was My Momma's Eyes No One Knows My Struggle, They Only See The Trouble
Just going nowhere nowhere fast How long does forever last I'm not living in the past for you I've gotta find my way thru Life goes on without any breaks
: Reading bones in a record silly tunes break hoping to shake out of bounds up and down pick a cliche any thought is a lesson beating 'em through eating
: he's a geek he's a numbskull does anything just to be cool at home he's in trouble failed a class cause he skipped too much school when things look
: If your havin' trouble with your high school head He's givin' you the blues You wanna graduate but not in 'is bed Here's what you gotta do - Pick up
unsafe at any speed [voice of announcer at gary wells jump:] "ninety miles an hour - he's up! 22 year old gary wells. he's missed it! he's in trouble
try and please me You never let me down before Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I wouldn't leave you in times of trouble
you've been wondering How I'm getting along I guess you think I can't make it with you gone But I don't want you to worry Don't you lose any sleep But
: We're in trouble all the time you read about us all in the papers We walk around and bump into walls a blind delegation yeah And we ain't afraid of
woman, ya star The amount of ting whe you put her through Rock this! When a girl cry cause of you Not one ting you can say or do Make any man go change
