choking me your words are hands around my neck. And your words kill me Kill me Because I cant breathe You're choking me Your words are hads around my neck That penetrate my skin and kill
choking me your words are hands around my neck. And your words kill me Kill me Because I cant breathe You're choking me Your words are hands around my neck That penetrate my skin and kill
re choking me your words are hands around my neck. And your words kill me Kill me Because I cant breathe You're choking me Your words are hands around my neck That penetrate my skin and kill
the Don Juan of San Fran and beyond With his companion on the hip and a Friday night ride down the strip It's a Trip Look inside the ride MC number 9
don't fall asleep Don't fall to sleep You can get ya cash on Pictures of penny Sippin' my glass full of henny Hands on my semi- Automatic kill for pennies
why you change? Fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga fuck the fame [Young Noble] Don't remember "Hit 'Em Up," don't make us do it once.. more Yo' niggaz know, you ain't
yo ni**a man child Bomb first stand proud Ain't looking for hand-outs Twenty-five years up in this bi**h And I'll be damned if I ain't leaving rich And
victim of explosives. Come closer. Exhale the fumes. We got memories fadin fast. A slave for cash. Accelerate, mash, blast, then dash. Don't look now. How you like it, raw. Niggas ain't
got money Hahaha [50 Cent] Aww nigga don't trip I'll kill ya if you fuck with my grip I won't hesitate to let off a clip Aww nigga don't trip You gon
store Don't make me send the piece at you I'll have your man walk around with another rest in peace tattoo Look creampuff, you can get killed here Nigga you ain't
right there in they ass crack When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu Look, I ain't
from BKNY (Chorus) They say I don't sound like a killer well how a killer sound I bet I grab a foe pound and back that ass down See many men live baby
going to the rehab like Winehouse. You know I got my shine's out love they way the wezzey look Rob cop dezzey hype your runnin like Reggie Bush. (BRING IT DOWN DOWN
in your leg so.. Ladies and gentlemen [Sonsee] It's going on right now Official Nast' don't be playin around, we lay it down Dead you, for the whole
: Chorus (Lloyd Banks): Niggas Know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if
they'll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls "Get Outa Here If You Don't Know Casanova
to turn I got nothing left to burn Don't know if I saw you, if I would kiss you or kill you It probably wouldn't matter to you anyhow You left me standing
to kill 'em? I never did think it'd be one of my trues to get caught up in redrum. I sit and I pray everyday: God, don't let me get smoked; oh no, a