You can make her laugh but you can't make her cry Waving goodbye to innocence Am I that obvious to read? Am I in love with my best fiend? Well
my side You can make her laugh but you can't make her cry Waving goodbye to innocence Am I that obvious to read? Am I in love with my best fiend?
tha best Tuck da nine by my spine all the time Stunt when I want a dead nigga fuck wit mine My neck and my ear get to flickin like a strobe My wrist and my
bell so it's time to eat Brick Dog stash weed inta AMI-seats, bomb inside the palm Doc rock a wife beater with me beatin' my wife ass ironed on The front, my
best crooks Broke niggas make the best crooks, ya best look Over your shoulder if you's a high roller Broke muthafuckas they make the best crooks Broke
shawty I'm on a mission shawty, gotta get bout my digits shawty and see me clip a bag of them 50s off in my britches shawty I got my money right yep I
for y'all niggaz My Startec niggaz, Motorola outed Zone coaster, hold my dick on a poster Smoke weed now 'til it's a little roacha I'm a fiend gotta
we don't change a lot of shit Shit always gonna be this way and that's a muthafucka fact True gangsta shit, y'all, yo, yo, yo When y'all turn my mic
prisoners the DJ is the warden Your mind is useless instinct takes control Jam to techno Groove to soul to soul You been arrested Now your being tested The beat is a sex fiend
lie in a hearse Respect my game, who the best? Select my name I salute niggas in jail, I'm big as Latrell On the street, you need heat? Ask Dominican Will My
get it over with Yo sound boy turn the levels up Let's get it over with, uh Terror Squad up in this motherfucker Where my real niggaz at? My Bronx niggaz, my
even thinkin' 'bout lettin' me go Where my lawyer, nigga told me Juv' I can't do nothin' for ya Y'all go tell that to my mother and my father But they
'all can do for me (There's nuttin y'all can do for me) I don't believe in selfishness, this time I want my crew to eat (My crew) We comin through a hundred
a life of crime since I was nine Gettin' money by design despite the time Hustlin' to be a man and feed my fam My wife, my seed, my land completes the
up to the table, looked into my eyes Then she turned around and shook her behind So I said to myself, it's time for me to release My vicious rhyme I call my
? Huh, S-4-3-0 keep me on my toes Get a tingle in my spine, wet spot only he knows He's a hot boy, Missy sing it out and I'm gon' spit it Ruff Ryders
