you got to say hey, I'm gonna fuck you...softly. I'm wanna screw you gently. I'm wanna hump you sweetly. I'm wanna bowl you descreetly! And then you
Situations when I ain't know if I am die or not So you don't gotta ask me why I act like I act But if you hating' on me I'd be forced to react I had shot
wants to know what I've been doin' all the time You stupid bitch I know you heard I've been writin' rhymes I'm the same nigga you wouldn't fuck with a
a bukah you'll get capped Its like that I won't mine just like you want yurn I gotta get my shine on cuz I feel like its my turn Fuck a bitch My money
I'm dead and gone Disrespect you get split, cause you know right from wrong Imma stand my ground, be all I can be And shoot down everybody player hatin' me I
don't do nothin' but get my trigga finga pissed If I live I live, if I die it's cool Cuz I know for sure when I was here that I was a fool If you gone
if I keep my nose closed I be loaded, thinkin' of Range Rovers Maybe I could get a Range Rover if I stay my ass sober [B.G.] I want it ? I'm pickin
poke I hustle hard for what I want, if I don't then I'm a broke nigga Wit no money on my block then you a joke nigga I rap now, I put aside that coke
stand that I want money and the power in my hand black I'ma end up leavin the game, what the fuck is that? I done kidnapped, I done jacked, I done slung
got a nigga don't give a fuck I hope you got your vest on If you don't when the K blast you won't have your chest on Nigga now you get your rest on Brains
gun salute I salute you my niggas, stay strong I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it's all for you To all you bitch made niggas, I'm comin
-fuckin' ton bucking down one, bucking down two, bucking down your crew, mutha fuck you Pigs were blue, I where black, nothing but black Cause god damn its a brand new payback Fuck
killin blacks Cops killin blacks And blacks killin blacks Shit just gonna get worse They just gonna become souljas Straight souljas Chorus All you wanted
Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa Fuck you
I walk And you can tell that I'm a soldier by the way that I talk I stay tatooed down, I throw my soldier rag up I gonna keep this thang crunk, now who
when while I'm tryin to get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you from Nigga fuck you (fuck you) I want to find
she said you sell guns, I got beef I wanna see what you got and if I like it I'll cop (Fifty) Damm nigga, you hot you talkin' like you tryin' to get
