painted black (Painted black) Paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black, yeah (Painted black) Paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black, yeah (Painted black) Paint it, paint it
painted black Paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black Paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black Paint it, paint it, paint it, paint it black Paint it, paint
it has been painted black Paint it, paint it, paint it black Paint it, paint it, paint it black Paint it, paint it, paint it black Paint it, paint it, paint it
paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey Youse a cold ass nigga
paint a perfect picture Bomb the hoochies with precision my intention's to get richer With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my fuckin homey Youse a cold ass
man (Oh it's over then, it's over) Fuck all y'all niggas (It's over then It's over) It's not a game man, (uh-huh) We taking this shit over man You know
New York) Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Come here, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time ["yeah, yeah
New York) Hey yo black it's time again, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Come here, yeah, yeah (New York, New York) Hey yo black it's time [Nas] If you
: [Jay-Z] This here's a ballad for all the fallen soldiers I'ma bout 'ta show you how a hustlers life (this is life man) and a soldier's life, parallel
t talk it, I live it, cause I'm the first one that did it [Verse 3 - Pusha T] Lookin for a coward - well it's not in here Under the BBC, this heart be
At time it seems like the road is never gonna end On this road there's a lotta, hills and mountains Peaks and valleys Even a lot of potholes on this road It's
mama 2 st0p callin my bl0win up my ph0ne when u aint h0me lay y0 bed lay y0 ph0ne pocket full 0f green black lac wit tha lapt0p screen yea i g0t it in
don't talk it, I live it, cause I'm the first one that did it [Verse 3 - Pusha T] Lookin for a coward - well it's not in here Under the BBC, this heart
a hustle is a hustle and a meal is a meal That's why I'm real and I ain't afraid to steal Straight from the street, backed up by a funky beat If you don
on songs with S-N-double-O-P Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's on my feet Got a