a good thing (Good thing) if you wanna take a ride Know where we're going (We're going) Ain't nowhere to hide We're on a good thing (Good thing) The groove
it been certified Stop lying I'm a g you been hear about Stop repping, you a pussy I been a heard of you You playin with a gangsta homie then murder you
had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude She said he was ruthless said he was crude. They had one thing in common: they were good in bed She say, "faster
can nice so we can be naughty. Ride with me, Guaranty to get naughty, I can do things your man cannot do, I'll make you feel good I can love you too We
strong I still think about you even though I know your gone Big dreams, real things, you and me (aye) Wanna make up for the things that I never say Said
here [Verse 6: Lloyd Banks] Never discuss cheese around a mouse Nah I got a grimey team that'll probably empty a clip on Big Momma's house Damn her eyes a
: LINK They say it's a man's world Well, that cannot be denied But what good's a man's world Without a woman by his side And so i will wait Until
go so back to de left and de right mek a flip so Waistline me 'ave plenty (Buckle up!) And prepare fi de wine ah de century Me look good an' me fresh
I met Christ Never knew a love quite like this, I'm writin this With tears on my face you was there for my grace Cause a father wouldn't hear my case
the flesh Say bear some fruit, ?bear some fruit? Say bear some fruit, ?bear some fruit? Say I got love, I got love, I got ?I got love, I got love, I got? Say
seditty Got a funky disposition and you think you're witty You're not used to people saying things like this It's called criticism, and not a diss I only
on a good thing Wouldn't stop it if we could it's a hood thing And now I'm like a major threat Cause I remind you of the things you were made to forget
on a good thing Wouldn't stop it if we could It's a hood thing And now i'm like a major threat 'Cause I remind you of the things you were made to forget
a Panther loud, single parent but she proud when she witnessed baby boy rip a crowd To school, but I dropped out, and left the house Cause my mama say
feel me, things that we can only do as a real G We ain't dead yet, feel me!! Verse 1 I got my Hennessy find ya foes in a room full of niggas tryin
. March 18th a rainy day my mama gave birth To a baby boy trapped in hell on Earth. From day one it wasn't fun I never had a crumb. Daddy worked two
its only right that we ball together I'm into bigger things y'all niggaz y'all know my style Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow My pinky ring talk it say
is to love me I handle mah business Any City any town, touch down I do my thing I'm a hustler baby I provide by any means I'm a bring conversation, you
