it's nothing) Everything under the sun, is old (it's nothing) Shootouts cooking soft, punching laws (it's nothing) Kappa Beach Daytona, Source Awards (it's nothing
full of drama, tell that bitch it's through Cause when ya ain't got nothin these hoes don't want you around And when you work to get paid, these hoes
love it I know you love it but how much do you love it I do what I do and I don't think nothin' of it I know you love it but how much do you want it Get
get tp play i'm hustlen' stayin' out till it's dawn and commin' home at 6 o'clock in tha mornin' hand's on my glock eye's on tha prize finger on tha trigga
brain until it's not so It's hostile, ni**az lick shots to watch the glocks glow Cadres of coppers patrol us like we some animals And it ain't no peace
be bumpin out tha record store as if it was a drug house my lyrics bang like a Crip or Blood nigga what ? It ain't nothin but a party when we thug
you come back you gonna have my paper for that thang thang knowhatI'msayin? I don't want it back, don't try to use it then give it back to me Cuz I ya
in your eardrums Ready or not, here it comes (here it comes, here it comes) Turn me up a little louder (what?) Crank the amp to full power (yeah) We do it
all my secrets I'm loonie [Chorus] [Verse 5: Buck 65] For me it's the tedium, mass media, the heavy glare Graffiti and it's the broken glass everywhere
excited over small things, like treats from grandma same thing now, except it's weed from the manager love mary jane, shit i think it's awsome it's wierd
we got guns too More heated, ready to outgun you It's too late I already outgunned you You was around, you know the outcome too Let's play, lemme show
naked watchin gay porn She said "Come her big boy, lets get acquainted" I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it She came at me at full speed, nothin
step in my direction I'm Staten Island's best son fuck what you heard Niggaz still talkin that shit is absurd My repotoire, is U.S.S.R. P.L.O. style got
was caught in production Where a young black life means nothin Just because, I didn't want to learn your grammar you say I'm better off in the slammer And it's
want some nigga come get it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain
It's mine, have motherfuckers Rush'n to rewind Cause I'll flow slow And still twist your tongues up Rock the house from night Till the sun's up Cause it
ain't bull,got cold stupid pull You wanna eat my rhymes like candy,till your mind's over full But most MC's today ain't got nothin' to say "A" to the
the sky's blue and they rags toe-tags and body bags - y'all feel me? Is it too real G? Brothers say drop some heat T Absoultely, everything's goochie