sight Can't go on without Your love I can't go on And I don't wanna face this world alone I don't wanna do this on my own Can't go on without Your love
way I rock First class, top chefs, top notch Gangsta Boy Bop Thats how we do it on our block And you don't want what you can't stop Smash M- dot -O dot
yall, put your job on the ground (??), then the dog in the pound (??), then i'm goin out of town, for the law come around, so we can battle with raps, we can
IHOP In high tops and walking around like a one eyed cyclops And you can't see me....I only got one eye and I can still see you You can even give it a
ain't nothin but a sucker to be duped and jerked Cause the fuckin record label don't love ya, pal They didn't love ya on the street and don't love ya
' over instrumental records on a cassette We ain't had no equipment if we did we'd be set '94 was the year moms passed on Bouncin' place to place just
on I don't get my Cris on, I throw a brick on some young bad chick That lolly probably flipped on You better get goin', you wanna live long Can't nobody
We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da He go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Go hard, so hard So hard, so hard
, watch the m*****f***er do tricks I don't know what you are on, but I'm on some new s**** While you're b**** is on my d***, like a glue stick I got a
groups dissing Jodeci?) We don't think, now why don't you get out those pants (No, people are saying that you guys cannot make it again) You know what, maybe we can't
"Daddy let me take ya home, papi let me take ya home" And I said "Mami you can take me home if you let the whole crew get on" (bitch) [Verse 1: Fat
We go hard Da da da da He go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Da da da da We go hard A yeeeeah We go hard Go hard, so hard So hard, so hard Whoooa The best
that I got on the north side of town, and Y? Why not? I got the flux capacitator for my Model T Ford With lots of Giga watts to go back to before The
you can pin it up take me out? Give it up your late I rocked the 9-1-7 when it was 7-1-8 I'm a juvenile deliquent group home lord of the state the truth
bitch What's the name of your selection? Uhh hold on hold on uhh I have the bomb shit dawg The Shaggy Show, can't fail That's wack dawg Aight then what
, Poppin' the glock, got me a lot, Niggas need to know that I'm walkin' my talk, It's on time, my coast gonna Shine, Shine, Shine, Can't see nigga, Blind, Blind, Blind, 1
You can get paid where the jobs at Ho' in ain't the word disregard that 3 men in the cad straight dime sacks And their gators on, now who started that
got my money right nah we can go to war spend the benz all that yappin but i'lll get loaded agian don't make me shoot a bad in go to cave ya bitches
