best? I don't have to ask ya When I come out, you won't even matt-ah Why you act dumb like ughhh, duh So you act dumb like ughhh, duh And the drummer
peelin a man with no feelings TEARDROPS AND CLOSED CASKETS [Nate] Will I.. forever be alone [Pac] Teardrops and closed caskets Bury you dead and look ahead A man
: [Intro - 50 Cent - talking, breathing noises in background] Hey pass that nigga, we gettin' high Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man 50 can
I don't have to ask ya When I come out, you won't even matt-ah Why you act dumb like ughhh, duh So you act dumb like ughhh, duh And the drummer boy go
the ride you'll take is evident You'll never get ahead so it's irrelevent (relevent) [Chorus] [Wish Bone:] Baby girl can sing, she thick, man I think
boy 10 steps ahead of me you 9 steps ahead of me you gone be a wet up man [Talking:] Run that shit the fuck back man we do this shit man run that shit
for jumping out of line Man, really? Name me three Joe Budden songs? Don't worry, I got time, I cut the song - [Interlude: 'Jeopardy' skit] Oh, oh man
man in this, in this parable, the mule, or the person holding the carrot ? No, the woman is the, is the mule. Chasing something that somebody's holds her way. Constantly chasing her man
to Jehovah witness Any man cross this fam get beat up wit the quickness [Cardan] Yo, let me tell you somethin', I'm ahead of my time Ain't no damn
I, don't feeeeeeel you Nigga you, invade, my spaaaaaaace [Xzibit] YEAH! Blacked out, tatted up, let's go, saddle up I'm alge-ballin, dumb niggaz cain
your gonorrhea [Lil Wayne:] Man I?m so tired of ballin I sleep a lot now I?ll let my goons rush ya like Moscow gun at ya eyebrow pow pow man I ball hard
just want some paper like a fucking trash can Life is a maze so how's it hanging Pac-Man? I seem to amaze, as well as advance I'm so far ahead I gotta
We was tryin' ta take 'em all out the game And at the same time have the hoes callin' our name We were naive and young... Maybe even dumb But there's
up [Chorus x2] [Woodie] You wanna talk behind my back And jar jack amongst female company And every word up out your mouth Eventually gon' come to me How dumb
cat scan I just want some paper like a fucking trash can Life is a maze so how's it hanging Pac-Man? I seem to amaze, as well as advance I'm so far ahead
he put up a fight? was he stressin' you, wasn't fucking you right well one man's trash is another man's treasure one man's pain is another man's pleasure
ass nigga, I don't want your gonorrhea Man, I'm so tired of ballin' I sleep a lot now I let my goons rush ya like Moscow Gun at ya eyebrow, pow pow Man
