will ever end, this ain't a fucking game to me. I'm gonna keep on pushing, and this'll never stop. It was you who made us do this, and shit's about
this will ever end, this ain't a fucking game to me. I'm gonna keep on pushing, and this'll never stop. It was you who made us do this, and shit's about
I'm doin it right now, It's cool though ya heard me Ain't no disrespect, It ain't no more Cash Money, no living in New Orleans It's 2004 Chopper City
killers all my life That's how I am 'cause all my role models weren't right, so- (-Hook [B.G.]) [B.G.] It's on if it's on - I'll ride or die, don't
appreciate what the lord gave to me But I don't appreciate is how these niggas be hatin' me What is it is it the car is it the jewels Is it the shoes
I got A path that you don't wanna cross but if you do decide to cross Your wig get knocked off, I play it raw it's a dirty game, a dirty world I play it
s You see big trucks on 19's, shit with TV's Nigga's who beefing dressed in black, I catch them off their P's They play the game, very dirty in the UPT
people say it's a shame They say I hate ya, but I tell 'em it's all in the game I'm a ducht taper I'ma a young money maker, fuck these hoez I can't be
come out my grill it's a must I keep it real nigga (Chorus)x2 What cha wan do nigga How ya wan do it When ya wan do it we could get straight to it You
Livin' uptown you got's to flight Get down and take it like High School ????? And I'll be finish over night 28 grams and it's on The make me four g's
bout it too I'ma snatch if you got it Told ya before ta' hide it Told ya if you hide it It's a must that I find it Ride or die bitch Chop or get chopped
ll be the shooter [Verse Two: Lloyd Banks] Uh, it's been (Deeper than Rap), I eat, shit, go to sleep with my gat It's us three against the industry, let's keep it
good" (I'm going be good to you) I'm a real nigga, Tonys that bitch nigga, how much money you got nigga [Tony Yayo:] It's a bird, it's a plane, it's
uh!) [Lloyd Bank$:] Yeeah! Uh! It's been deeper than rap (uh!) I eat shit, go to sleep with my Gat. (uh-huh!) It's us three against the industry; let's keep it
grands up, and what? I got a plot to get what's mine in the nine nine It's my time motherfucker try to stop it gon' see nine nines (??) that's all I see
love? Never quit my ambition to thug Ain't shed a tear since the old school years of elementary Niggaz I used to love, enclosed in penitentiaries But still homey keep it real, how does it
Since a youngster, been money hungry, moved in One's five's and ten's was funny money So I sets my sights bigger, four figures or mo' Real ni**a fo' sho
