I feel played from the cradle to the grave, I ain't no bitch just say it death around the corner run up on me you'se a goner and my problems you don't
the way out And I'm bout whatever you bout I keep it all the way real Tell it just how it is You don't like it that's ya problem, Imma speak what I feel
trunk of a Porsche tryna butt fuck Yoda Shotgun, drop T, Earl flow shogun Jabbing with a pen while you faggots getting toes done Hold up, I was four
Yeeeah!) [Tony Yayo:] Niggas wanna kill me, I'm gettin' money for God sakes. That purple-urple fucked Phelps up with Cornflakes. Kick in the door man. (door man!) - Big .fourty-four man (four
the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running to the East River, the East River And we have four people
at ya homey [Chorus] [Verse Three: Napoleon] It ain't nuttin but in-between nuts, oxygen is gettin hot Got a problem ol' fag-ass nigga, kick rocks
to line four of Chorus:] "That's a nigga nature" [add to line eight of Chorus:] "Cause that's a nigga nature" [Chorus] [add to line four of Chorus:] "
pay It seems I can't find my focus, and homey I ain't paranoid I seen the future and it's hopeless Lord knows, its hard on a young scrub It seems I had less problems
: Killing us one by one In one way or another American will find a way to eliminate the problem One by one The problem is the troubles in the black
war senseless, I'm tryin' to spaz Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ass Niggas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out Four fifth, four
known for the money they make Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the shake [50 Cent][Hook] The boss spending ends Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and four
Cent] You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide Either way you go against me, you still gon die I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef
To This Bitch If You Want, Widout A Strap, And You Gon Getcha Ass Layed Down [Verse 2: 50 Cent] That Ni**A Joe Comin Home Soon He Up There In Four People
got semi-autos to put holes and niggas try to play me,One shot is not enough you need at least a uzi to move me, after four bottles of donthe kid start
: [Intro: Busta Rhymes] Yeah.. it's a problem, Flipmode nigga We on the highest temperature level of the fucking pressure cooker Blowing niggas tops,
: [50 Cent:] R.I.P. B.I.G. man ya'll niggas have some audacity Sell four mill then get half of me Get off my dick I'm the shit I know ya'll niggas copying
It To ?Em) Na na na.. Na Na Na.. Na na na.. Na Na Na.. (Give It To ?Em) Know they kickin down your door just waving their four-four Ain?t thinking about
you believe that I got one and back won't let me live Can you believe that I got small problems that seems so big Can you believe that I got ? got to lie to a four
