all have ways of finding out the things we don't know The path or truth some find they hear it in a sound Well I can breathe it in and see the darkness all
coach so I play the sideline Let Kizzle go and snipe at these niggaz that out of line I'm a hot boy, people know whats happening with me Took the chrome of all
] This go out to Cato, Mental All the niggaz that passed away To Geronimo.. (?).. all the down ass riders All the niggaz that put it down, all the soldiers All
when we floss with foes Before I toss yo' hoe, it'll cost you mo' I do shows make a lot of dough, murder my foes But I'd give it all up, if it would help
bithes all ova a nigga And the weed all ova he liquor I mean the liquor all over the weed Shit, a nigga all ova da B And the flames all ova da feez And
the blunt is lit) so I don't plan on stoppin at all I want this shit forever man, ever man, ever man, ever man(young money) Im shuttin shit down at the
Gang... now we gat y'all Check it... [Chorus: Chico DeBarge] You abandoned me, y'all don't live here anymore... Just a vacancy, y'all don't live here
nother page The young guns wantin' respect, flossin' the tech Bitches wanna strip, now it's all for the check Yo, everyday, lives at stake, pies to bake
I didnt I went in, I'm losin they call me a loser A loner, a stoner, drug user, abuser A burn out, it turns out I just aint the same As these kids at
I'm all you need in life you can't breathe without me I'm your best friend, your lover and your family I make you feel like you have supernatural power I'm all
And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies Yo my people from Medina they will see you when you re-up on your heater all your cream go
I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces that's off of our nature I drive a Casper, s'cuse me Cassper, wanted meet me at my house, I got space like
at the wheel [chorus] dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit.......raspy shit dont try to come up on my ear talkin all that raspy shit
out of jail was me Frontin' drugs to thugs So who else could it be? I let the nine fetch ya Bitch nigga, you catch the stretcher I'm all about perfection
my homeboy Cross from Harlem He 'gon talk to y'all, FREEZE! [Verse 4: Cross (Swizz Beatz]] Mama, shake it, but don't break it All the girls give it to
s gotta live", Mistaken prone, thinkin' I'm grown, doin' whatever I wanna, Nigga's on his own, all alone, no one in my corner, I got a job at Dairy Queen
Cruisers, drug users All around me Junior M.A.F.I.A. steam on Strap up 'fore these niggas act up, uh And I'll be sittin at the top While you takin all
Fabo Of D4l] All My Gangsta's, All My Thugs, They Shit On You, You Fuck Em Up, D4l Aint All I Trust You ,Shittin Me, Thats All My Luv, They Aint Bone
