with the ruff, terror The paranoid, gots to get the boy Get your steel 'cuz I feel like a headbanger Yah, I got a gang of shits Styles guns my Uzzie wieghts a
tone This ain't for iTunes, this ain't for sing-alongs This is Sinatra at the opera, bring a blond Preferably with a fat ass who can sing a song Wrong
a dream (Was it a dream) Was it all a dream (I gotta know) Was it all a dream (Was it a dream) Was it all a dream (A dream) Was it all a dream It was
had a hell of a run, standing ova, hey Everyday a star is born (Can you say New York City?) Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey Everyday a
to Ason and then Ghostface They had a hell of a run, standing ova, hey Everyday a star is born Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em, hey Everyday a
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you could be provoked (Uh-huh, uh-huh, it was all good just a week ago) Funny what, seven days can change A stand up nigga, now you sit down to aim Used to have a
it up Drop a little paper, baby toss it up Slackin' on your pimpin', turn it up See the money ain't a thang I flex the rol', sign a check for yo' hoe
a diamond grill on my mouth you think i wanna steal dollar bill's outcha house even though you think ima animal i dont give a damn (i dont give a damn
can get a brother a case Talkin pants, Air Force Ones, and a baseball cap It's casual, but to authorities it mean you sellin crack It's a shame I
Z-Ro] If somebody got a problem with me, come and address it If the shoe fits it then walk in it I'm talkin to Texas See I'm from a section where we
Life is a battlefield... [Z-Ro:] I pledge allegiance to the soldiers, the ones who had to leave they family Overseas facing death everyday, missing they
4 Then you best find somethin' 2 die 4 If there's hell below, we're all gonna go (Deep, deep) (Get on) Latasha Hardings, remember that name 'Cause a
a pimp Why you keep spendin' money? You'z a trick, you'z a trick Don't spend no money I'm a pimp, I'm a pimp Why you keep spendin' money? You'z a trick, you'z a
a game 'til them thangs come out I bang out 'til your brains hang out.. .. cause you're fuckin with a gangsta nigga, a gangsta nigga Think it's a game
mami Montana, bandanna Tied her hands up, this is gangsta love Threw on a rap CD, we gangsta fucked This ain't R&B smooth, I ain't a R&B dude Poured a
is low Baby girl, if this is so, yo Can I get a what what To these chickens from all of my doves Who don't love those, they get no dough Can I get a
