? [radio skit: Lil' nigga 1/2 dead] [Verse 1] you know who I am, you know my motherfucking name Long Beach is the city, Dogg Pound the game 1/2 Dead
stand knew Baby and hit him up told him I had skills he needed to peep me up he did that snatch me him Slim and Fresh was feelin me took me to studio
always be thuggin If you a game stashed nigga, you gotta know how I'm coming You gotta know if you want drama, nigga then its comin Cowards hatin on me
: [B.G.] (talking) Wassup, Uh Huh This one here for my lil' queen And my lil' king, ya heard me Lil' Christopher and lil' Christiane, ya know Look man
O.playin' by no rules realah Like B.G. whatever you do its all on you realah Verse:2 Juvenile It musta been meant for me ta be rich Only my dead niggas
them police be sayin I know he on paper he got a tech (aint that cold) Nigga i'm a muthafuckin' made man Fuck with my lil B.G.s and nigga you a dead man
, can't have you ducking got to watch yo back on the grind cause you know the B.G. coming Chorus: repeat 2X I'm silent B.G. and you know me from
grave Cause you PUSSY! [Hook:] Ya know who killed him! Ya know who killed him! Ya know who killed him! (Ride!) Ya know who killed him! Ya know who killed him! Ya know
he a'int beggin for it, and you can love it you can hate it but you can't ignore it you can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short, but
her my name was Brother Marquis You know my reputation, hoe, I'm just a freak She said, Marquis, I know your game Heard about the way you throw that
pop! One shot! - Body drop, it wasn't me! Tell the cops it wasn't me! - You saw me right? - It wasn't me! It's not my M.O see me I make it streeetcchh
up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what? [Verse 2: 50 Cent] Im 'bout my bread now, Ill cut your head now You know you eatin' niggas you should be dead
out! Lil' Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet eatin' a bowl o' cream o' wheat She gave me a show, whatta you know, that lil' [hoe] was a freak! Aaow! [Bridge
drop when them buckshot blow The bone in me never no ho, so no creepin up outta the ziplock So sin, sip gin, and lil' mo heart run up, nut up And flipped
Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed man They givin' me what me need man when I light my blunt fold the niggas up in me hood so when we smoke smoke
what i do i can get like (Khh) ouu You wanna know what I do, don't cha? You'd love it if I told you lil' fuckers, won't cha? Uh-unh, scrap gotta pay for
on the receipt before I foot the bill Listen garden tool, don't make me introduce you to my power tool You know the fucking drill How you douche bags feel knowing you
Sole, and Lil' Mo I'm like what you talking I don't know G you don't know me and you've been talking side ways a lil' often And that's why my thing softens