there's no-one, no-one but you No-one but you can do what you do No-one, no-one but you No-one but you can do what you do to me I wandered round, the
to think what I put you through Much love,I thought you hated me,mama I never knew I guess I walked the wrong path In the aftermath,many demons screamin my name You
let you go We just wanna tell you Just wanna let you know That we' ll stay around So what else can you do You' ve said all you have to We' re coming
hera God I'm sorry I'm a drug money barer shotting shank nasty white in my area don't touch it you'll feel like you got kainro I smoke weed but I know
y'all don't come out til the coast is clear (Who you suppose to fear) Street, I fears no one You all thumbs, I probably murder you with your gun When
could complain? Huh? [Gudda Gudda:] So you mad cause I'm styling on you? Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you Get violent on you, you a sissy like
you was claimin' in the county Suckas on yo' jock You claim you run the block Polyurethane busta you cracked in half Claim you foldin' bank But I know
who the fuck could complain? Huh? [Gudda Gudda] So you mad cause I'm styling on you? Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you Get violent on you, you
do in my life was be a hustler Some don't get it, but feel me when I spit it It's all about the dollar [ verse 2: o.c. the sinister ] It goes one for
restaurant, takin' you straight to heaven In a cab or the back of 7-11 Whether you're white and the music you like is rock You can come and get some
I'm on it, I'm open like a pore Yo, you say you got gats, bust 'em where it's at While you bustin' caps, I drop the (Da bomb) Mmmm, now what you gonna
it alright? [Verse 1] See what you don't know is I'm a 5150 a schizo in the mist I keep my pistol in my grips You disappear like extra clips If you
(10, 11), 12, 18 (what!) She's the one you thought would never do a solo LP Yeah, now what chick could outsell me? Drama comes in dozens and I know you
Down With Webster's in your area, people And we comin' for y'all, yup, woo Because we worked all day on a miracle mile And now there ain't no way you
what set you claiming? What set you claiming? Nigga what set you claiming? What set you claiming? Boy, what set you claiming? Boy, what set you claiming
I see you scoping on my life and now he tells me You look suspicious and you plan is tryin to gank me The mainsuspect but your the reject You'll
my nephew, young Happy P, Man on the track, one love, [SPM] One time for that Ikie [Baby Beesh] Ikeman my boy, representin' that 7-1-3 clique
