that car Things might go too far ............................. Don't go down that street, no no no Don't go down that street, no no no Don't go down that street
where I only got two more packets to go I'd better hurry up and sell 'em so my uncle don't know Cause yo, I'm on the verge of a form That means I'm slipping
hell with Dazel and George just for the hell of it And I ain't yellow kid, flows hot as kettle get Now if you ain't fuckin' with that, you must be celibate
Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks And bring me that Patrone, I don't play No ice
Rampage the Last Boy Scout, straight to ya head Yo, that's when I said, if Freddy ain't dead haha, That's just the way the story goes That's just the
deck ain't even hangin 'em yet See it's just some things they should never forget [Kurupt] "Ain't no west with Kurupt with a R-ah-A-S" Don't forget,
on debt ain't even hangin'em yet See it's just some things they should never forget Ain't no west without kurupt with a r-a-s Don't forget yeah big
me, "Please let me go to the peasant" No, let me stop, chow, baby [Common] Baby, baby, baby! Kids call me coffee because I *jugga jugga jugga* drop! And you don't stop, don't
In the ghetto, it ain't all about drugs Gettin paid doin all kinds of stuff Only rule on the streets is don't get caught Unless your hustle ain't breakin
're playing with the devil sister Don't be too proud We got plans to make We got people to meet You won't find the lord Down on duchess st. But the people
go to the peasant" No, let me stop, chow, baby [Common] Baby, baby, baby! Kids call me coffee because I *jugga jugga jugga* drop! And you don't stop, don't
wonder why I ain't gotta rap? I got niggaz that will assassinate you B, lyrically! Really shut you the fuck down!! Don't get your career ended Leave
I have got to get mine, my fam, see, we gotta eat So when people ask me why, why don't ever I slow down? Oh, I just simply reply, I don't really know
go An' I ain't goin' no further, no! She borrowed some money Ran on down the beauty shop You know when she honked that horn I said that she began to
that's just a myth Never listen when they talkin' shit My dad taught me how to stand my ground Be a man, boy, never back down Don't start up somethin
dancers Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased
that crack out" You know you light up when the lights go down And then you read the New York Post, Fulton St. downtown Same faces every day but you don't
a condo and a club, one bottle won't do Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks And bring me that Patrone, I don't play No ice I
