l'air, leve le doigt en l'air sipping on this cris', life is a bitch, ain't it ? leve le doigt en l'air, leve le doigt en l'air all these top models,
cause I couldn't believe this - then I opened it It said, "Bitches is out to get you; your so-called friends, put a bomb in your Benz. I'm on a mission
-Ral I Like A Bitch With A Apple Bottom Like Vokal The Top Is At My Fingertips Like I Ain't Got No Nails I Got Blood Brothers Bitch I Ain't Got Pals
the back of the cadillac and packin emergency action Camera, light lights, throwin a punch and then fight fight Packin a lunch and then bite bite, a-t
!) Tupac wear a bandana You wan' wear a bandana Tupac put a cross on his back You wanna put 2 crosses on yo' back Nigga you ain't Tupac... THIS is
carrying spoons, because boom, he had a massive seizure Hot chocolate lovers, guns is published Detroit bitches out of town be dying to fuck us This is
assistant Holdin' 'im down faithfully on every visit Food packages, she'd bring him trees and everything A down ass bitch is a thug's everything Every
in a bit of a jam Seems like Bristal got his back up against the wall Well, let's see how Rob B.O. handles this one Bad boys watch ya backs, watch ya backs
rich West Side's up - L.A., nigga bounce all day Look in my eyes, what you see ain't no bitch or pimp Nightmares of bein' broke keep me flowin' like
nigga is real (Dirty South) Gangsta Rap got mass appeal Little white boys in the 'burbs got heat A ghetto is a ghetto, and a street is strict ! Eliminate
guns they'll never find My Lethal Weapon's my mind "A lethal weapon A lethal weapon A lethal weapon An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'" A lethal weapon A
the niggas in the back of the club with the Moet Bitches, shrimps, mackin' like pimps Wearin' fly shit you never seen before I turn a angel to a whore
This is the Fugees, outsiders up in here Everyone wants to be a cowboy Grab your guns boy Forty-five by my side No the nigger dies Zen, zen, zen, zen
m from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Where the {niggaz} and the {bitches} stay paid fly and high Where a slut'll get mad if you call her a {bitch} And a rat'll get
break ya down nowhere, and put in the back and I murder a nigga, stead put in the, shoot it! if it aint black owned then we loot it, Burn this bitch down
L.A. streets Now hook ya nigga wit some L.A. freaks, baby It's Friday night Straight sellin' with my Texas G Stayin' sucka free as I L-O-C It's Friday
can be is L M O O X P, motherfucker You keep thinkin' when I flow Pa, it's a wrap Put when your ass, get beat wit a crowbar, it's a wrap For real, we
