: Some may call me pig, but you may call me
keep control and sometimes I find myself just beating the fucking shit out of you for no reason at all Call 5-0 911 5-0 Some may call me pig ... 5-0
Some may call me pig, but you may call me
control and sometimes I find myself just beating the fucking shit out of you for no reason at all Call 5-0 911 5-0 Some may call me pig ... 5-0
't get none, hell no A quick flurry and he's buried with a swelled jaw I came up from the amateurs to pro hits at 5-0, so you know I take no shit And
this out man check it out [Verse 1] I'm living in the ghetto selling dope is the only thing I know penny petty jobs never helped buy a 5.0 I know I'm
: Seven kids on a high speed chase Driving fast like a Nascar race Each with a pale face and no time to waste Cause they movin' at a fast pace, 5-0 was
Come Through The Hood On The Handle Bars Gat In My Draws Money In My Pocket Crack In My Jaws I Hope It Dont Desolve and u Know Im Duckin 5 0 And My
it. *(Brownstone)* Oh, oh, ohhh. Oh, oh, ohh, hey. Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* Uh. Niggaz be havin the mutha fuckin blues, like 5-0-5's I won't
a hundred rounds go, you do a hundred yard dash, Back up in the hood where the rules dont shift, And the gangstas talk trills, sippin ??? You can call 5-0 and 5-0
Come Through The Hood On The Handle Bars Gat In My Draws Money In My Pocket Crack In My Jaws I Hope It Dont Desolve N U Kno Im Duckin 5 0 And My Moms
runnin though my wife Fuck it Iam locked down forever do her right Where I go my nine go My eyes low, from hydro My shine glow, fuck 5-0 Yo, let me
x8 It's money over everything, Five, four wedding rings, Married to the mob, all I know is mighty brim game B's up what it do, 5-0-5-2, 37-62, (????)
classified wasted no lie They come and invade the wrong life And only the strong survive so they die They rest at a place of violence And 5-0's get broke
Cop Cop Cop Hell (4X) I'm sendin' cops to Cop Hell (yeah) with gasoline draws Fuck ya boots and ya bullshit thoughts I couldn't give a fuck about ya
