He'll give you His hand, when your world crumbles down And He'll never let you go No He'll never let you go No He'll never (ever) Let go (c) Jason Mannix
found He'll give you His hand, when your world crumbles down And He'll never let you go No He'll never let you go No He'll never (ever) Let go
beam like the sun is emergin When I'm out, women scream like they thumbin a virgin Hummers be swervin like I'm passin y'all in speeding go-carts She
let cha doom check me I stays on my Ps I can't see wettin' the B.G. Yeah I'm still the same fire boy nigga Got beams on my toys and I still bring noise
go on that all night flight Fuck breakin' two hundred I'm breakin' Q.B's Ziploc'em up and send em to that U.P.T. Never seen a triple beam and so much
throat I'ma play it how it go, hold a black connect sho' We went to school for this, we spend bins like a pro Go chill with the Joe, Say wodie let's get
to tell em homie hatas what are you lookin fo Cause once we start to let them go yo ass they gon be lookin fo Don't know what he took us fo Never been
water sports and had sex for a while Before we knew it it was time to go 'cause the very next day we had a show We'll let the people see that 2 Live
for some gangsta shit So now they got us laced Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases (mmm) Bitches get ready for the throwdown, the shit's about to go
beams And in my dreams I hear motherfuckers screamin What is the meaning, when thugs cry? [Chorus: singers] Oh why, children send your child off to die In the streets of chalk where they lie Let
and my chips Triple beam, got some smokers on, whistle as I dip I'm lost in the land with no plan, livin life flawless Crime boss, contraband, let
d stay silent if you niggas knew me. Truely effective. The shit you heard ain't do me justice. Got a death wish, bitch. Run up, face me and trace wit an infared beam
s Queensbridge thugging you out give me your dub ups Go 'head reach for it The reverend don't preach for it When Jesus never plays goalie with bullets
all turnt up, i'm all turnt up [50 Cent - verse 1] i got a trunk full of tens i got a stash full of ends i got that 64 regal sittin' on 20? rims got that beamer
m all turnt up, I'm all turnt up [Verse 1] I got a trunk full of tens I got a stash full of ends I got that 64 Regal sittin' on 20? rims Got that Beamer
this shit, I wrote me a manual A step by step booklet for you to get your game on track, not your wig pushed back Rule nombre uno: never let no one know
you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggaz ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better be thankful we even let y'all shine
