like it's my last I'm a I'm a hit this ass up like it's my last Swear I'm a, swear I'm a do it like I, like I never had... Big ass bottles, Big Ice buckets
and my custom vest streets You came, for me I'm the best And you can keep the dress Cause I'm smoke at the less Turn a step back I'm tired of getting
my muscle [Hustlers] --Yeah, man, I've been out here running game for eight years --I know I'm getting tired of standing on this corner --Nigga, I want a
as I'm kicking up dust For a while As I put mothafuckas to rest And pull their files Out from the cabinet With the picture Get the 45 and settle it
no question, that's why I'm a threat! (I'm A THREAT!) I'm getto raised right out the projects! (PROJECTS!) Now you know that I'll be done when I wanna
along with my boss So I do a little import/export Makin? enough just to cover my costs And I?m losin? my hair and I?m losin? my teeth But I?m tryin? to
scream and slam and i don't know where i'll be tonight but i'd always tell you where i am in a screaming ring of faces i seen her standing in the light
get the shit beat outta you, chill Cause if you doubt me you will, yea got me a pill, found me a thrill I got a couple of drinks here and I'm bound to
is rub gum in my hair and stuff You guys are gonna make me...make me sad I'm sad I'm gonna cry...I'm crying I'm going' tell my mom....mom...
comes down I can turn it round I can take you anywhere. I don't need love Forget that stuff You know that I don't care I need a man... I need a man... I don't need a
nice shoes on the sunshine for my quiet storm keepin the food warm while I'm gone it won't be long 'til I'm back to my sweet butter pecan rican LaShawn
Burn it it, aw, burn it And you know, got to have them set it Burn it, aw, burn it What a life, not a life, ha, ha, ha, hahahaha [Trife] Yo, get hooked
a mind i'm gonna strengthen my action with thought make use of the gift i got and walk fearless because i'm armed-with-a-mind a weak offense when you
concrete? Nigga I'm a scholar The incredible, hetero-sexual, credible Beg a hoe, let it go, dick ain't edible Nigga ain't federal, I plan shit while you
is shorter than a midget on his knees, now I slang ki's Infest my hood with crack, I'm the mack +It Take a Nation of Millions to Hold Me Back+ Too big
is shorter than a midget on his knees Now I slang keys Infest my hood with crack, cuz I'm the mack Take a nation of millions to hold me back Too big
forgotten My soul's rotten, still the blood's spilled I feel Chills, I'm still plottin, I'm ill-norm Take life forms like light storms I laugh at the
record because of the things I say They'll say I'm glamorizing the hustlin' hood And a record like this can do no good But I'm not here to tell ya
