moment Biding your time No one got ahead Standing in line So something is over Before it's begun So close you can taste it But now it is gone
I blind? well times been running through my hands I didn?t find the obvious so I began to realize that you?re off and gone just like the wind but in your
all on my self Condemned to suffer alone, like there's nobody else When your gone, it's like a whole part of me's missing So I'll keep living the lie and just hope that your
your step) So pardon me but you shouldn't be so proud (Watch your step) So pardon me but you shouldn't be so proud (Watch your step) (Watch your step) (Watch your
leave me I walked into your house this morning I brought the gun from our end table Your blood was strewn across the walls They'll find you on your bathroom floor when
of lean boy, you be in da air Really in da air, on your fuckin own plane, we gone say what we want, but we know that you gone do ya thang, But no matter
hood (all the way) It's just real in the ghetto From my block to your block (my block to your block) From my set to your set (my set to your set) It be
passin y'all in speeding go-carts She think she look like a basketball season score chart Hotter than a damn blow torch, you see me sizzlin When your
They can't fuck you, but I can knock them off any day So get your hand out my face, 'fore I bat you in yours You should of, stayed in your place now
play When it come down to you or me, it won't be me Got quick hands, call me "Quick Draw", I'll draw first Hit ya, loosen up your head, watch your shit
never, believe that Look [Verse 1] Now my son He aint three years yet Ooo he could walk and he could talk a lil' bit But I bet when he get to that stage
when I put it on your mind into your spine Don't whine, niggas can't handle me not hard I'm the bitch who came to fuck up the party When I catch'cha I
so when drama kickin' ready to pull it You want beef with my niggas, look here bring it on I'm bout that dome checkin, and I'm gone let it be known I'm a roam, through your
Cash Money Records model, don't trust no bitch Cause if she know when she got ya, jackers coming you all in 13-VL, the Hot Boys for sure You get your
Is you ready? To come swim in the water with the sharks In the dark? You not bitch I can see it in your heart YOU'Z A HOE So stay on your side of the
to pull it Chorus: 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? What'cha gone
can follow your map Tired of flippin' these hustlas, I wanna flip some G's So what's up wit Baby? (Graduated from kees) We gone make this shit happen, we gone
war No witnesses You cant get on the stand and say you saw nothin bout nothin Keep it shut or you dead If you cant hush, open your mouth and you'll get ten in your