The wind just blows, though you can't see It's everywhere like I'll always be You already are what you are And what you are is strong enough Look
ground The wind just blows, though you can?t see It?s everywhere like I?ll always be You already are what you are And what you are is strong enough
, it got eagle doors Before you see me off, you'll see hell freeze You got a V-12? I got 12 V's It's only so many months, you do the math I'm a smoker
out here reppin' they hood You don't even wear ya new shit Cause you ain't ready to brawl man I bump you, and you ain't even do shit You can smell the
Last year went up MCs like pap smears Stand clear Front on this - you get the rear Shed tears What you feel now is fear Recording engineers... Yo, my
is, you gotta give yourself the benefit of the doubt, you know what I'm sayin'? Don't just screw somebody just because you feel you know 'em, you know
me in having the scene chase me When they want the product nigga I got the smoke Got the weed and the coke what you need what you want What you working
I touch you touch For every step I take you take For every breath I breather you breathe Every dollar I make you make I told you we'd make it to the sunshine
that true over the years as an outlaw. Eh, Noble. What's up nigga. Would you die for me, nigga? Hell yeah. Would you kill for me? On my grandmother, nigga. Ah yo. What
girl I'll be gone Verse 2: Now you know what the deal is if you roll with me You'll be introduced to the showbiz I know you like that, I know you wanna
my way 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
predator, I'm killin' to eat niggas'll treat you like a egg, you come to cop you get beat gimme your dough, oh, you wore your jewels? what a treat you
ain't had no spot You talk six coupe shit you only pushing a trey Got bitches shutting you down in the C.L.K For cats like you, crime don't pay You just
Wanna Tell You You're Special... You Know I Meet A Lot Of Beautiful Women... But You... You Make Me Feel Good... So Good... It's Hard To Describe You
with a word or tell you anything that you ain't possibly heard when I'm already knowing each and everynight you hear game from the guys and girls are
Wanna Be Loco I See You Jakin My Jewels I Aint The One You Want To Stand Next To You Think You Met A Bad Man Walkin You Aint Met A Bad Man Till You
the streets are watching me Rather not run when the cops are stopping me Pulled over on the road they watching me As they walk passed all the chicks are
you so-called stars Don't come around in your luxury cars Fool, I swear you must be flakin Come around tellin cats what you're making Showing off jewels
