models be droppin mayne (I Luv That Shit) Ladies shakin they backs And all the Players and the pimpes gettin heart-attacks, come on (I Luv That Shit) Ayyo DJ turn it up (I Luv That
nigga Bun B My son in these streets of the N.Y.C. Even if I get caught and the feds come get me (YEAH!!!) (Heart and soul of New York City!!!!) [Chorus: ?) I
blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with little kids, I spank that ass, boy you know who we is! (Bone, Bone,
, he one that's kickin our brothas Much as I smoke the duchess and model chicks that cut us And muthafuckas that love us, their enemies wanna touch us
s on [Bun B:] Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest, Whether the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused, The gangsta recognize
grip pump on the seat Black tee, O.G., nigga don't approach me Bubble gum wappin ass niggaz can't smoke me [Verse 2: Bun B] It's Bun B in his black
lil' bit I was sick of rap But despite that the boy is back And I'm so evolved,I'm so involved I'm showin' growth I'm so in charge I'm CEO and yeah goin' God I
I'm the one Man I'm money, hoes, clothes and shows To do with your ho all wrapped in one I'm not done Man, I'm the shit after its all said and done The
RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah And let's RI-I-I-I-I-IDE.. check em out now RI-I-I-I-I-IDE, yeah Chorus One: Jay-Z We doin..
that I went back home. And man I'm, I'm just in Chicago, I'm trying to do my thing. You know, I got groups. I got acts I'm trying to get on, and like
down load the file on the mix of the viles, I drink it I see the negative smiles the wicked and wild I'm thinking these metaphors that I'm drinking be
: (feat. Bun B) [Chorus 2X: Pimp C sample] I get tore up, I get tore up under city lights Tore up every city, I get tore up under city lights I get
keep it cause I love to spend it Pimping love is when your style is when you love to hit it [Chorus ad libs (T.I.)] [Bun B] I came a long way from
I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far Sub par motherfuckers better step up your bars Yo I aim for the stars, so I might shoot a rapper Get out
now we're doin good, yup I'm still in the hood I still ride candy paint I still grip on the wood Like Pimp an Bun B I'm choppin on blades I got a three
garage and I got on that bong A n-gga said Wayne went nuts And I think I went, what my nuts are over-grown I'm so high, I'm overblown Think I'm overdosing
wanna claim that they fuck with us It ain't a game, niggas know that they Toys R Us They can't fuck with us Aaw I'm the one Man I'm money, hoes, clothes
playin where I'm from, we'll fucking trail blaze you Don't love no bitch And that's on everything I own But I swear nigga love every strap I ever owned
