Father and mother complete Trinity is in the child born that we seek. You one, you two, here is the clue Lord Jesus is the breakthrough When Johnny comes marching home again
beginning 2 sound like a rap sometimes it's just one of those nights ain't u never had it happen 2 u? then u go home 2 soon go home 2 soon u could blame
still ball Until We Fall Chorus: I ain't even gotta tell u how Cash Money Roll! I ain't even gotta tell u we ballin outta control! (Repeat twice) Verse 2
ya, niggas'll bury ya Bitch, I thought you knew? You can't fuck with me The B.G., you want me find me In the U.P.T., with the 2-2-3, ready to bust back
that's All On U Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do? What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On U Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do? Uptown on
2-2-6, lotta buster playa hate it Takin off like Delta cause Manny Fresh can't be faded I'm a young nigga.. hard nigga.. street nigga Tryna get on my
name on the streets From son to dad I love you rest in peace Chorus So much death up on the city streets Untill we meet my soldiers rest in peace Verse 2
quarter key Take hits on buster niggas..... startin' at five G's Oh, I'm the young nigga dressed in black on black With glocks to mack in the hoop in 'dis black on
what i see and danger danger is nuthin to me and danger danger is everywwheree i be and danger danger somebody save mex2 (2nd verse) whys dat may i ask again
like they rich to me this shit funny i no u see me coming cus on the front of the Maybach it say payback for those that hated on me. I hate them niggas
2:] Heights Ova All And Neva Fall Standing Tall, While Pagan Ah Crawl Find Piece A Rope An Go Hang Saul Grab Di All, Ah Take Dem Jus To Bounce Against
it off U think you got something To prove Il set the mood We can dance all night I'm gonna set it off I just wanna dance with you [Verse 2:] I'm on a
: [Mr. Mixx] Check it out y'all Ch-ch-check it out y'all 2 - 2 Live Crew 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew Fresh - Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice Tre - Treach
again, believe me, ugh) We came way too far pretty thing yeaaah (I swear I'll never call you bitch again, hey) Do it all away, do it all away baby ... [Verse 2
and boss up Stack my funds and my guns Never rely on luck Asking God to point out the imposters Never let no weapon formed against me prosper Cause
it raw in the closet Like the rider type of whore, by the shore, (?) trick on her But I'm collectin these vicks when I put the dick on her O.U.T., L.A
{Wendy Williams} and I pray you choke on the next dick down your throat, for turnin on me [Chorus] [2Pac] I put Jenny Craig on your fat ass, you fat
: (feat. K-Ci & JoJo) [2Pac] Ay come on JoJo ('Pac.. hahaha) Yeah that type of shit (maybe it's the thug in me) You know what time it is (maybe it's
