you think you're helpless I promise you this my friend hook 2x ad-libs I don't know what tomorrow brings rest assured you can count on me my friend
, find me. Roll down-a my family tree with me. Keep flippin' the page to page--see nothin' but strugglers. I never knew no hustlas like my daddy and mama. So I gotta drop my
fuck with me, now, now, now. Krayzie: This is my family. This is my family, my family. Bizzy: Thug lovesick, my hood is in drug prison. The end is my
beat Runnin with tweens Sippin on corona and gin My purpose and burst Strippin while we hittin the curb Its on again Hitten the Versace lean The oxytene got my
Don't ever step up in my face 'Cause stupid bitch, you'll get served Get on my dick, and stop steppin' I'm startin to loose all my nerve Your thirty-
when they thinking they miss me what Nigga that thuggish ruggish fuck them up Rolling wid my bucks in the biggest snatch shit All of my dogs all of we
blow Sittin' back, rollin' up my *** Rollin' with my *** finger hangin' out the window Let's roll, get yo' *** hand out my pocket Now they wanna be a *** friend
why. You better get out of my way, clear my path, my nigga. Put 'em in a bullet bath, wig-splitters. If niggas run up I blast my trigger. Ready and
leave that up to you actors/ I don't read The Source or The Vibe when I'm up in Barnes & Nobles/ Bone Thugs N Harmony, 7th Sign Soldiers/ Standin' in my
sticky icky, in every city my ni***s rollin wit me, strapped up on me, yaheard i got kicked out of bone thugs n harmony? what u thinkin, im a soldier
to u actors i dont read the source or the vibe when im up in barns n noble bone thugs n harmony 7th sign soldiers stinkin in my gangsta bowls sharp as
verse1 Girl, why you cryin' on my shoulder talkin' 'bout how he's being mean to you why can't you tell him that it's over and give his ass the boot you
(Lyrics: Stephen Shareaux Music: Rob Grad, Mike Marquis, Stephen Shareaux) Out on my own just tryin' to stake my claim Walkin' the wild side Mr. Soul
Peep my mind state, Big Poppa flow is lethal That weed wanna make my ass wanna kill four people Fuck the game, gimme the chain and the Range My niggaz
smokin' sticky icky and in every city my niggas rollin' with me, strapped up on me Ya heard I got kicked out of Bone Thugs N Harmony, what ya thinkin
that up to you actors I don't be the source to the vine When I'm up in Barns and Nobles Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Seventh sign soldiers Standin in my gangsta
a leave that up to you actors I don't read The Source or The Vibe when I'm up in Barnes & Nobles Bone Thugs N Harmony, 7th Sign Soldiers Standin in my
a win A fickleness of friends They sometimes hate again They always bring up tribe on me Could not suprive on me 'cause this is my man's on me 'cause this is my
