tough to lose this game. 'Cause you are young you will always be so strong . . . 'Cause you are young you will always be so strong . . . 'Cause you are young
Tha downtown, Nino Brown dumpin Cause I done killed mo' niggas than cancer Lil B.G. won't ya take this timeout to answer [B.G.] Nigga, A [Mannie] Are you
You ain't hear about the young thugs, The Hot Boys, that's who the are Run that shit blow for blow, hoes be bout catchin' that nut Nigga don't think cause
mad cause im doing good Cause niggaz are feelin me more than you in yo hood And it hurts cause you love them but they dont love you back cause they know
out here reppin' they hood You don't even wear ya new shit Cause you ain't ready to brawl man I bump you, and you ain't even do shit You can smell the
. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I catch a new case, and tell her ass "catch me if you can" Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm not playing
. she called me the Ginger Bread Man I catch a new case, and tell her ass \"catch me if you can\" Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm not
love? (c'mon) Yeah... are you ready? (uhh) for somethin real? (Say what?) 'cause it can't be fake This ain't no game (c'mon) You gotta be wit me, for
these niggas from the S-C-T, C-L-E? We got heat! Y'all know what happened to the thief when the king catch him stealin', got his hands in the cookie jar
ah, what's up? Now your eyes swoll' Thought I went soft, cause my records went gold (Sucker) Buster, you'se a - muthafuckin punk fool Caught you in your eye while you reached for your tool Now it's mine, and you
gets h-h-hot-t-t I trust you gon' like it See, why are we talkin' all this fly shit? C-c-c-c-cause I'm the flyest Hovito, baby No equal, baby So, petite
love? (C'mon) Yeah.. are you ready? (uhh) For somethin real? (Say what?) Cause it can't be fake This ain't no game (C'mon) You gotta be wit me, for
change I'ma performer strange, so the mic warmer was born to gain Nas, why did you do it? You know you got the mad fat fluid when you rhyme, it's halftime
don't stop C'mon, c'mon, we won't stop We won't stop, you don't stop You already know that, I am the man and, I'm always right, and, never wrong You
1-9 while I'm passin you Got all these mother fuckers askin you Why Swoop and Lil Style keep smashin you? Got all these new niggaz dissin you Cause you
you dig that? Heh, you could hate all you want partna I'ma give you somethin to hate on, bitch nigga Ha ha! Grand Hustle, you understand? DJ Toomp you
God toe-tap on you fast Leave you mashed like potatoes on the top of the grass Call the coppers to catch me and they'll just tell you to drop it I'll
s not that I don't hear you, when you scream and curse my naaaaame It's just that I don't feel you, nigga you invadin my spaaaaace [Xzibit] Go ahead
