it stopped They're telling me That my heart won't beat again Won't beat again, it's killing me That my heart won't beat again Won't beat again, it's
ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke Twenty-one gun salute, dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots
It's one of my niggas is dreamin' schemin on making a million Tryin' feed they children and police keep coming around And keep tryin' to beat you down
, [Verse 1: Layzie Bone] Staright Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare We talkin' about distributing llelo Little Layzie beat
I rickety rock the micrphone Don't do it dont do it cuz that shit is stupid...I knew it I take a beat and loop it...i take a beat and troop it What the
poured a little brew in your IV Don't die, oh you tryin to speak Fuck you, your punches are weak, ehhh So bitch, you wanna talk shit again I jumped up
(3 Little Women)] [Nas] Everyday she walk by See me on the same block Same crew, like she never seen rocks Chain watch, rims blue Different color boots
They can't beat me, so they try to eat me! They can't keep me, so they try to freak me Positive sin, again and again, degrees in a spin Verbs all your
come again Nah like no gangsta, nah like no gangsta, follow me Nah like no gangsta, nah like no gangsta, because When I was a youth, just a little youngster
gone I can't hold it in Now one mo' round, can we go again? I'm lovin each and every little thing you do I kinda think I really wanna sing to you Sing
the same thang - freaks We can get the mattress goin eh-err, eh-err Handlin business while i bang bang - skeet Wash the dick off and kick off another session again
turn to you, i turn into and then i turn it again here we go all we know heavy load, start to float without a doubt, we turn it out and then we turn it again
got to love me Your lady wanna shove me and your kids wanna hug me A nigga fuckin like Buggsy Seagal again, I'm in the ringle again I do it all legal again
it's on yeah Staright Mo Thug nigga return from the Claire Test this hustla betta not dare we talkin' about distributing llelo Little Layzie beat it
again I've come to learn whatever time I can find to spend Taking flight into whatever light we bend Out on the street I get a beat and then I turn it to ten Lace boots
other And I hope we be the same thang freaks We can get the mattress goin' Handlin' business while I bang bang skeet Wash the dick off and kick off another session again
build stages in my mind, and it's all an act All I'm tryin to do is keep my pockets fat With this pimp game, and these funky beats Now here's a little
just hit that beat any way I can Smooth high-stepping in the marching band I turned in my drum and I started to rap Now beats I make, make my bank so
