you wanna bring it on, Yo block explode like a bomb, I'm dangerous and armed, The B.G. did it, I live til' I'm gone, I'ma H.B., and gotta get my shine
: [Daddy-O] I'm comin with the bomb, so watch me begin to explode and unload - like the Grand Funk Railroad Non-stop, like a Vette with a soft top It
tomorrow I'll be glory bound Truckin', That's all that I've been doin' Ev'ry girl's a fork in the road Stuck in some sticky situations Feelin' like I
new sheriff round here Get tore in a forrest, dare come around here I'm a country nigga, don't take me for no bammer When I say I use my hammer I ain'
the fear spreads like fire as shrapnel explodes I think it's wrong to conscript our youth against their will when plenty of our citizenry really like
killing Time, killing you mind over matter, stop and Listen to yourself now Bend me before i breakdown, dying to be free Within, it's not how you'd like
Bone) Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till I die Y'all
: Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Am I wrong cause I wanna get it on till I die? Get it on till I die Get it on till I die Y'all, Y'all
, my closest road dogz Every ghetto street got a stop sign Can I trust in you my road dogz on mine? Even when I'm goin through hard times I still got
runnin red lights I wish somebody would have t old me then Since I'm an outlaw like Napolean ain't no cell they can hold me in Caucassian crazy like Arabians
plan of a changed man So what I'm saying is [Chorus] I changed plans but I'm still the same old ridah (Fucking with a changed man) I slang a new
be deceased I'm movin you stupid bitches, vicious telekenesis Am I reachin your brain? Nigga how can I explain? How vicious this Thug motherfucker came When I die, I
I call them Mobb Bitch Nigga eaters And I won't whimper till I'm gone Thug Life Running through my veins So I'm strong Ha ha ha Bye Bye bye Lets get
me? Life of and outlaw. Chorus repeats City under siege. It's like I can't even breathe. I'm from the state of car theives. G, deep from the street. Plenty beef. I
shake when it wiggle I mean she hot like a kettle Well me I'm strapped with the metal when I go hard for the bread So I line you up and I dent you, you
be a victim or you can lock and load The party jump, with shorty bouncin' that ass I won't fuck, gimme a second, I'ma holla, I'ma see whats up I got my
: Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one [Chorus: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (
I come back from all the talk... I come through, youkno'msayin'? I switch up, I've got mad cars and shit like dat. {HAHA! } But niggas, niggas look at that Suburban like
