, it's anuddah, bruddah [Verse Three:] Kool Rock Ski On tour for so long that it wears me down I've been to every city and every small town And, after
to the beach and I must discuss That the night was hot and full of lust It ain't nothin' new, it's an everyday thing And if I ain't with a girl, I swing
your head! A girls walks over and says, "Ooh, I love it!" You crack a smile and say you just bought it! And for your sake, yo, you hope and pray They
night was a problem, baby You didn't say no, you didn't say maybe I don't know who's to balme, who's wrong? Why you had to turn me on? [Chorus:] Rainy
nerves! [Markie Dee:] Yo, you sound like a murderer! [Kool Rock:] Yo, I'm cool and I'd never do a thing to hurt ya But, if you was in my shoes And
music (ColliPark, Chopper City) And I'm so sick and tired of bein sick and tired of bein sick and tired bein sick and muh'fuckin tired All these pussy
Sittin on mo's And we rolls tokin on fat optimos You chose to test those uptown boys You done got on a straight ride and cant get off Lets all get a stolen car And
And you best stay out of my path or I'ma haveta put this SIZE NINE IN YO' ASS So I'm keepin it - ON AND ON AND ON And you know why you're movin UP cause
run away from this bitch and never come back if I could [Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (The Game) Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top And I'm gon' shine
the city on a Saturday night Watching the boys on their motorbikes I wanna be like those guys I wanna wear my clothes tight Matching jackets and a fistful of notes New sneakers and
chicken wings and a stack of fries Trying to see who's looking from the corner of my eyes On my P's and Q's, and aware of my shit The coast was clear
a bulldagging ass bitch I know your sister, and the bitch ain't shit She slayed me and all the boys And even sucked our dicks Jack and Jill went up the
bitches walked by and my dick popped out Rankin' on the bitches hanging in the street It's feedin' time, so hoe, come eat Nibble on this dick, make me
out scrap Keep your hands on ya gat, and now ya boys watch ya back Cause in the alleys out in Cali I'ma tell ya Mess with the best and the vest couldn
and pollutin' your block With fifteen shot, Cocked glock to your knot Outlaw Mafia click movin' up another notch And your Pop stars popped and get mopped and dropped And
niggas know It's on for Life Don't let the west side Ride the night (ha ha) Bad Boys murdered on Wax and kill fuck with me And get your caps peeled You
see Looked at a picture and said she looks like me Kelis said her milkshake brings all the boys to the yard Then Nas went and tattooed the bitch on his
that little duece duece and my triple fat goose Sippin' easy Jesus rockin' the laces Mama with me and when she found my pieces I look back on life and
