I?m not convinced by your next promise you?ve told too many lies, so much for honest look me dead in the eyes and swear it?s the last time that this
let go! Never give up - it's such a wonderful life. Don't let go! Never give up - it's such a wonderful life. Don't let go! Never give up - it's such
legitimated by a piece of shit programmed to kill each and every ass that?s what I?ve been told I?m burning I?ll bury I was sent from up above liberation
it) All my gangstas, put ya hands up (put 'em up) All my hot girls, back dat ass up (back it up) [Chorus] [Verse 2: B.G.] Look, I try to stay low-key
play tha game raw nigga Hot Boys play tha game raw nigga Don't slip up play tha game raw nigga Get flipped up play tha game raw nigga Set split up play
G. B.G. and Turk on fire true H.B.s In my down low Camaro blowin' them weeds Its a must we stay vest up cuz we worth a lot of chesse Told them haters
aint the one that gets caught up and see an early grave Being all the way true to the game is how I was raised Niggas I came up under got nothing but street ways Niggas I came up
thinkin' of scandals 'Bout my paper, 5 figures and up with the red beam Dealers and thugs on my team with many 14's Hittin' your home up, hittin' at everything movin' Lookin
for thankin on it I gots to have it, up it busta, real fast Fo' I get to the point, fuck it buster, and I'll blast You play with fire get burned, fuck
up when I'm after you Now I strap a big dick by the Girbaud sign You heard I'm fuckin yo bitch, so you grabbin yo 9 Movin up like you got it on yo mind
gotta do now is calm that fire, love makin, shit that i'm takin, can't get enough Of it, lo rida, can't get higher, all i gotta do now is calm that fire
to believe - you want to believe in their superstitions Try to believe - your want to believe In a token of your affliction You wake up - your head is on fire
you on fire Beef pop, I'll stop talkin n get quiet Put the muzzle on the Tech look like it's on fire My gun jammed and unjammed like I planned it Like
Doc say that nigga dead When your times up your times up this is real shit I'm a ball 'Till my number called Say a praire Hopin' god hear Look I don'
Ive seen so many faces Girl you look like someone that ive done fucked before Ive been around the world Ive meet all kinds of girls Girl you look like
: Scent on a postcard A memory left behind Warm hand, cool look but no time Winsome lose some Hung up on old flame My heart depends on fire So
Lava Gorund Nuff A Look Fi See I Mogga Down Hype An Worry A Tru Dem Have A Gun Di Warriors Nah Ga Run [Verse 1:] Ice Through Through Di Fire, Nuh Care