mon, baby, we can do this! [Fresh Kid Ice] As you move your body, the shit you say Will make any man want to stay 'Cause being with you is all I ask
rhyme Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice [Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice] I've been rhymin and designin, and always tryin Our beats are always strong, and never dyin The lyrics I recite, I say with
who gets in his way Baby Ced, Liberty City born and bred Always known for the knowledge and sense of the head Disco Gene, he's reunited with the team
, you fucking with a changed man we ain't the same, you fucking with a changed man we ain't the same, fucking with a changed man changed man ...
: *Little kid* Tell me about these fake ass bitches [2Pac] Look here little nigga Most of these niggaz be bitches too but you'll never hear that side
a home where no-one liked me Moms would hit the pipe, everynight, she would fight me Poppa was a nasty old man, like the rest He's feeling on my chest, with
the shit to make the white man bleed God bless the dead" [Chorus - 2pac:] God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead [2pac:] Man, ain
right here It's 50 come on bounce with me come on Just makes me feel good man Yea Double shifts? Uh uh uh come on Well if you're leavin then leave Haha You want me To be your man
I'm gettin' better bread Buy my bitches better shit so they gimme better head. (say: "Whaaaat"!) You thinkin' about gettin' down [scream] with me yeah you better kid
I'm tellin' you man! You gotta watch these niggaz, man! {DAMN! } [Chorus:] I'm PARANOID! - Bitch I can't sleep! Niggaz tryna get me; man gimme my heat
of whoop ass with the Shady Aftermath lid You pop off the top it?s like opening vats of acid Beat the Octamom to death with a Cabbage Patch Kid Attack
I mu'fuckin walk that Blue Yankee cap back, fuck around get CLAPPED AT I sleep with the stainless I walk with the stainless Man everybody know about 50
back Louie V. napsack filled up with G-stacks I'm sick in the head, me I'm all 'bout the bread Go 'head fuck with the kid, see it's just what I said See
the chitter chat I'm the baker, i bake the bread The barber, i cut ya head The marksman, i spray the lead "I blood clot, chop ya leg" Do not f**k with the kid
Im fuckin with this.. Its that classic shit.. That gangster shit.. Yeah.. [Chorus] Man I watch the sun go up and come down Sayin.. what if? Man I watch
feat. Young Buck) [50 Cent Chorus] I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal I'll Whip Your Head Boy
my life on the line when I'm out on the street Put my teflon on and roll with my heat I keep my circle nice and small, I don't fuck with these clown niggas
when she in the bed Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid Look baby this is simple, you can't see You fucking with me, you fucking with