This world can disappoint, I know There?s something more out there for one like you You have come so far with hopes to find And all the things you left
'm stacking G's and heat You can holler if you want to pleeease I ain't runnin' with no punk crew beeee enemies and my range is on you're in the danger
grow and grow and grow and get dough and roll and ride ni**az die and mommas cry ni**az got alibis and suicides and homicides and three strikes and yo' life and
. You tink say yu bad man bad and come You tink say yu tough man tough and come You tink say yu rough man rough and come Dis now a gunshot shall fire
With horsemen and bowmen and engines of war, They broke through the city walls, The Heathens were flying and screaming and dying, And the Christian swords were strong, And
the enemy?s strong hand refuges are Losing their lives Suffer!! Shooting and firing The bullets are flying bodies expire when they fall Strike and attack
burn like glowing embers My heart is blinded and withered like grass I forget to eat my food Because of my loud groaning's I am reduced to skin and bones
enemy [Chorus] Enemies, enemy runnin from the G enemies, enemy, you're my enemy enemies, enemy, when will I see? enemies, enemy R.I.P. [Verse Two:] Where you
, motherfuckin G "You got to believe, somethin.." East Side "I got to believe in me.." {"And who the fuck are you?"} {"And who the fuck are you?"} "You
my enemies, sunny days in front of me I used to want love, but now I want money East coast, west coast, I think I'll lighten my load and dump my luggage, and
me you'll never will) (And what you don't know will get yourself killed) About me (See what you don't know me you'll never will) (And what you don't know
the words get disrespectful now your niggaz check you You 'gon let that nigga play you, you know we 'gon rep you Next mornin every news channel and front
gangsta's you mutha-fuckas ever heard Locked down shit from the east, west, and the mutha-fuckin' south (The west, south, and the mutha-fuckin' east
with you Leave you layin all over the flo' that's with you Leave your name all over the flow that fits you This is for you and whoever you sold that shit
fuck jiggy and flossy I'm tryin to keep the government off me Dodgin hard time and house arrest Whatta you expect, findin' what ya never forget Cause
fly away dawg [Zap Mama] You are feeling, the stress But in life, you're truly blessed Go...for...nothing less Spread your wings and fly away Fly away
Gimme the mic, the money the pussy and the order The more the overpopulated, get fucked and ovarie-copulated So all you chumps on some you owe me and
like to lose 200 bundles, 400 bundles, fuck it, a G 'bout to cook shop, find out you really ain't got no d You's imaginin' shit, and havin' money punk
