All we talk about is how things used to be Try to get together, try to talk I know I'm gonna have to walk all night Because you called the cops on me
crazy All we talk about is how things used to be Try to get together, try to talk I know I'm gonna have to walk all night Because you called the cops
't let this town ruin you And if you pillow talking with the women that are screwing you Just know that she gon tell another nigga when she through with
Pips be stinky like Pepi LePew And my style's so sick, son, they call it the flu Influenza, top contender Had ya girl head-noddin leavin marks on my
you gotta beat her you BITCH-ASS WACK MOTHERFUCKER! [2nd Verse- Shaggy2Dope] LOOOORRDY-lord have we got a protest, man Some rock-and-roll ninja bit the head off
telling me about? What are they brining? Their candles are lit, they walk in burning incense sticks Holding their camels' head low while presenting their
: [Verse 1:] (Where I belong) Is in a place with no racial barriers And we all ride high in chariots Where love means love When we all have the finer
my A-K work with the clappers Listen, anybody trynna rob me for jewels You must've seen that third story shit, you got me confused Go 'head, dukes keep
static 'cause my boys got juice Deuced it to the Bronx to rest our heads Where a shoot out jumped off mine people lay dead It sounded like it happend with
safe kicked me down with cold cash Knew I would get busy- He didn't waste time to ask Word Continued clockin' freaks with emcee posterior Rollin' in allmenn blazer with
that coke Still runnin from the cops Still lettin those bitches know Still fuckin with your made Beause blowin that ganja Uptown New Orleans is where them thugs gonna find me Rolling with those head
her Her head is in the disposal with Jessicaa??s, I squashed her And put her through the ringer and hung her over the wash tub [50 Cent] When im through with
city at night, with the ? and two mic Form a little lynch mob, and stomp through the five boroughs Head back to Brooklyn in the Expo Back on the block, I see the cops
was filled with paper I thought I freaked the funk but now starts the caper 'Cause I was set up, now I have to go head up with the cops What they carryin
quarters, headline supporters Hitting wives and daughters Brought a neck spray from Esate Lauders Call Puffy to order Ayo, call me Diddy I run this city Send the cops
