tossing blinded eyes filled with tears thunder crashing through my window if this is what it costs to make you stay I cant afford it cant take the pain cause loving
eyes filled with tears thunder crashing through my windoww if this is what it costs to make you stay I can't aford it can't take the pain cause loving
blinded eyes filled with tears thunder crashing through my windoww if this is what it costs to make you stay I can't aford it can't take the pain cause loving
: [50 Cent:] Oh Oh Oh GGGGG G Unit Yeah Its 50 Cent And Lloyd Banks And Tony Yayo Nigga ha ha You got to love it New York City [Chorus: 50 Cent] I've
the streets Auction for half the cost we got it for free That's how we eat showing love breaking tips off Making ends meat with that instant credit rips off We love
bitches, hahaha Better learn about the dress code, B's and C's All them other niggaz copycats, these is G's I love Cali like I love woman Cause every
drama You know I ain?t a hoe Snap yo bitch Come here lil mama you know you wanna go [Shawnna] I'm from the city wit nothing pretty And everybody
it I'm a fiend Fe-fetish for these kicks A fetish for these jeans Fetish for my hoodie, fe-fe-fetish fetish fetish Sweater on tight as the nights get colder City
talk And they family won't have to walk cross grave moss I'm the king it because I mob boss pay cost I pro ball on em they rock chalk Jayhawk So bow down
People, My Life In The Streets Watch The Game, Get You Life In The Streets My Watch, My Chain, And My Teeth Cost That Way I Will Never Cheap Talk And
city where nothing pretty And everybody know I spit a flow to get up with Diddy And now we fi'nna blow Niggas in the hood show me love I'm the girl
-a-bus and the P.Diddy We stay livin' at the top of the charts The shit we be spittin', be state of the art We rockin' ya block shit, wlyin' like rock
'll neva catch yo boy without his stunnas on Big whips or rocks we gon' get 'em Loose lips ain't leavin' out now we wit' 'em Any top notch dyme in ya city
seek higher thought Maybe you live, or maybe not, the blade's hot Many renegades ready for battle, die on the spot With one shot, one whole city becomes rocked
Beat Street Breakdown, Raah! Hip Hop! Beat Street The king of the beat You see him rocking that beat from across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street
Rock city nigga Yeah Mic's up, lights out (Lights out, lights out...) You think I call myself King just 'cause I want love Yo, yo [Verse 1] Like it's
brother J And uh the whole world Uh, huh, the T dot Uh, huh, the Van city Uh, huh, the whole world Uh, huh, you get love Uh, huh, yo, yo yo, yo, alright
