I'm the one, yeah I'm the one Yeah I'm the one, yeah I'm the one Yeah I'm the one, yeah I'm the one Yeah I'm the one, yeah I'm the one Yeah I'm the
swole Everlasting paper chase I see green all I do is throw Man I swear I'm paid, they say I cooled down in some banks But I know I'm here to stay, too
i'm 22 before I'm 22 will I be with you will you make me your baby before I'm 23 will you marry me tell me or i'll go crazy when I'm 22 I'll be one
the M.O's and the K.I's and the F.O's And the B.D's and lows and the fiends and the hoes and god It's real, real, on the block I been up for days I
I gatta bring it to these kids Can I live, if I don't live nobody lives Time is money, money is power so I'm sour 22 feelin' like I've wasted every
below 50 22's are dangerous Drink a finger with the nugget rings Pow, take one from the needle How you feelin' now? Purple moons and lucky charms Yeah, that's
when I was 22 years old You know, that's - that's the baby You know, now - now I'm 40 You see what I'm sayin? The man talkin bout he want me to do - 20
, yeah (5-9) yeah This is Hip-Hop 101 niggaz (yeah, the M.I.C. nigga) I'm bout to teach y'all MC's how to count bars Check it out (real MC's) Let's get
, as fuckin hard as i could, i threw it into sky. I sprayin mace up there I throw m-80s up there, Im shooting everything i got, I sit and wait in my
as i could, threw it into sky. I sprayin mace up there I throw m-80s up there, Im shooting everything i got, I sit and wait in my chair because i hate
I'ma hood star, you know who I'm is I rock big ice, you can't live how I live See me, I'm so fly and I'm different from them other brothers Only sixteen
, GTO (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO That's right y'all, it's all about NASA When I ride around in my NASCAR Don't think I'm Richard Petty or Bobby Unser
me 200 G's and I'll do anything I've done a little bit of it all Mom how your son is known to ball I put 22's on everything I call The Jag, the Bentley
you and you I'm 20 deep, I ain't tripping bring ya crew I got my heat You pakin' lil' 22's, we cloven g's The home and leaving DJ crew Now what it do
yet, I'm speed racin' On 20's, on 20's Wheel's spinnin', wheels spinnin' These hoes grinnin' I pulled up with the top off On 20's, on 20's Wheel's
You can forget it I got AK-47s and Mac 11s I bet ya a .357 will leave em breathless on a stretcher I got M16s, my nigga what you need Believe I got
no, it's you! You're the guy that works over at Charlie's!" Grover: "Why, yes, sir, I have many jobs. I'm still trying to find my niche in life."
nervous and pacin' Well I swerved the curb Corner action like verb Cops throwin' the bird you heard I'm on I-20 wit' 20's (unh-huh) And beats I got plenty
