my sights bigger, four figures or mo' Real ni**a fo' sho', out in the cold for dough What you thought? ??, lost homies in plenty battles Last two years
gone flip some new s**t now You heard "All Eyez on Me," ni**az know what time it is (Makaveli the Don) 'Pac do it like that Rhymin and stealin, sellin five
with us, or they can be rolled under us That's on you nigga, what you wanna do? Last year we was lettin these niggaz kick up dust This year you motherfuckers
nigga in jail tryin to get a motherfucker to tell And couldn't nobody diss my nigga Damn, I miss my nigga Pour out a little liquor! "My cousin died last year
last for years Outshinin them fakes smile plastic tears like last year, ni**az stuck in the past, and it's clear Just some busta a*s bastards allergic to cash this year
punk ass from chillin' Then I got that nine and a fo'-fo', that H2 is never full Bullet proof windows and doors, gangsta how 'bout yours Southside tatted on my back My last
: (feat. Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo & Young Buck) [50 Cent:] Yea... I like da thank everybody, Da haterz, ma fans... (wow), It's been five years man, 3
: (Alan Jackson) In a small town down in Georgia over forty years ago Her maiden name was Musik til she met that Jackson boy They married young like
give a damn. And I want you to be that woman every night, Be that woman. I've had my eyes on you baby for about five long years, You probably don't know
What time is it?" said the judge to Joey when they met "Five to ten," said Joey. The judge says, "That's exactly what you get." He did ten years in Attica
, it'll end with a bang It'll leave a big hole where we could have sang This is the end The end of the world For five thousand years You must surely
, collapse ya, thrash ya Rat-a-tat ya, matter of fact ya - dead! Never comin back here, sendin out last year Took a look at the competition, there was
look so soft (so fine) I gotta take you from your man, that's my mission If his love is real he's got to handle competition You only knew him for five
Your hometown Your hometown Last night me and Kate we laid in bed talking about getting out Packing up our bags maybe heading south I'm thirty-five we got a boy of our own now Last
, the hoes roll on To the next rap superstar, with no shame Give him a year and they?ll be right out the game The same as the last one who came before
call paradise Verse Two: B-Real, Wyclef Fools run up, but they've never seen the last Spread your last lyrics get broken like glass Can he pass or
: Well I suppose it's time I did something with my life I've spent the last five years telling myself that everything will work out fine And it won't
bags of the best Sligo rags We had two million barrels of stone We had three million sides of old blind horses' hides We had four million barrels of bone We had five
