do what's best for me (Best for me) I got nothing to lose Don't want nothing for free I know what's best for me (Best for me) You think you know but
nothing for free, (Don?t want nothing for free) I know what?s best for me! Best for me! [Solo] I know what?s best for me! I got nothing to lose, Don
Übersetzung: Dope. Beste für mich.
why street niggaz dap me (dap me), my hoes wann hug me (hug me) My mexican plug love me 'cause we all get money I be holdin it down, been around for a
love with guns Saved my allowance for a month and got me one My cousin taught me how to shoot a nine, and it was on Nigga made me feel played, I had to
fault she told me right from wrong everyday When my daddy got killed I think thats when I went a stray Mark Nell L.T. and me made niggas lay on they face
finga pissed If I live I live, if I die it's cool Cuz I know for sure when I was here that I was a fool If you gone drill me come on and drill me It'
nigga best not fuck with me Cause I got a click strictly don't fuck with me We gettin full of that forty gon duck with me Spray with me I got that AK with me
it, try to keep a nigga off the street Who? Not I, nigga, the trillest B.G. Lots'a money, and the best attourney speak for me And I speak and represent for
OFF ME 'FORE I PUT YOU IN YOUR PLACE! I'm the same brother that likes +Sally Walk+ and I'ma "bad motherfucker from East New York" You see me callin them
it off your chest? Well let me introduce you to Kid Capri He's kind of like a favorite to me He's got a real dope way, of makin them tapes and I don'
said to speak Mr. Me-is-Siamese? Even Christ said "Christ, he flows quite nicely" Hypebeast highly likely to bite me And try to high-five me, but I
My pockets look like there's cracks on me My waist looks like I got the mac on me These hoes on my dick I got that axe on me You a R.N. Regular nigga
: [Lloyd Banks] My rope all freezy, dope on the TV Ecstasy especially out the GT You next to me, you best to be holdin somethin too Least you can say
know me) [The Game] I told Dre from the gate "I'd carry the heat for ya" First mix tape song I inherited beef for ya Gritted my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G
dot kids sprayed in ya mouth Then i'm out Meet me at the door at three I got dutches and a quarter peel if you don't smoke more for me Somebody just got
