cash We got females that got it like that The golden childs that bone the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof brothers
have my money bitch You better have my money bitch Better have my money bitch You know why [Verse 2: J.R. Writer] Uh, I'm bad, bad to the bone Back to
Torah, Bible, Holy Qur'an once again it's on, got the hollow point teflon and the brother Ron [2X] so who's next? (devil) with Dub C, Brother G Crazy
there's nothin in the cupboard My little brother's starving, hungry, and sick Cause ain't nobody coming by the house giving free shit So he gettin kinda skinny and my brother
think, I Wanna Go Back I Wanna Go Back (x2) Got kicked out again for bein fly Got invited to stay with Tony and Eli An' they treated me like brothers
And the creation of Hell I stood with my brothers and watched Lucifer fall But now my brothers are not brothers And we have come here where we are mortal
if you let me in There ain't a problem in this world that I can't fix There ain't a pain that you have I can't help you deal with [x2] You need me you
" "Goes!" - "And the beat" "Goes!" [Big Gipp] Well it's the dip monk (?) execute parachute (?) this Gipp man, lovin that orange brother Make you stay
I burn the stinkest of green Nah Mean Better listen up careful and keen Nah Mean A Puppa Nas a rock and come in Nah Mean [Verse 2 - Nas] We celebrate
AT Where low-key killers let the fo' clap Blocka-blocka-blocka -- OH The glow, the 'dro, the dough for shows Everything a hood brother thing he needs
course my nigga Horse got married, see shit is changin We ain't these little niggaz no more, runnin dangerous I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother Eat
wife It's true, me and 2 PAC once steped to each other Confronted our like's and dislike's in front of Suge Knight, we left it as brothers As a child
spades, and y'all renig' John Blaze, not the clothing, cuz some of that is slum (Son, I'm already knowin') cut they jeans mad young [Chorus 2X: Kon Artis
I turn my back you try to fuck my homies, that was then this is now I got a new friend, ever since I cut them loose ends you wanna bone me Add strife
got mad love to give, you my nigga Chorus 2X Verse Two: I got a love jonz for your body and your skin tone Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone
dollar day, ey That dollar day, that dollar dollar day, ey [Method Man] Ok, the love issue, don't let that love get you My brothers love pistol, doin
grow some balls like ms. Mann from Scary Movie You banned from being mooly I keep it black gutter, white gutter Chinese gutter by these brothers Here