And I don't feel offended everyone can say their piece I just really hate pretending so all you get is me that's classy The radio's playing my song and I got a record label
know the biggest in the business and no joke Half of 'em broke and none of 'em smoke I got into this hip-hop game Just to try to get a girl and get some
it's all about progression Loiterers should be arrested I used to drink Cristal, them fuckers racist So I switched gold bottles on to that Spade shit You gonna have another drink or you just
we should let them know I just knew we were trouble when we first met I just knew we were trouble when we first met So long ago, it was so long ago I just
I don't know how he treat you, how they do it where you at But all I'm tryin' to say is you should know me like that I'm just sayin' (It's the R&B Killer) I'm just
I just wanna thank y'all for takin' the time to listen I appreciate that Yo, regular TV to cable from bouncin' label to label Just tryin' to get the
had with another man I gotta face. Started off on thin ice, I'm still here but I can't skate. Slow sink, cant breathe, no remorse, don't think. Listen to your friend, get another
Shopping for labels, shopping for love Manolo and Louis, it?s all I?m thinking of Shopping for labels, shopping for love Manolo and Louis, it?s all I?
'm 'bout to punch ya to the ground, ya trick It's a trap, fuck my last CD, that shit's in my trash I be god damned if another rapper gets in my ass I
me reefer Somehow must beat ya, so peep out the creep or The reaper will meet ya Bailin' on ah mission, flippin' the script Betta check what the wind just
my thoughts, take me a breath. God bless my homie [insert name], he took one in the chest. And yes, but he still here to rap a song, just another day
) Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just Bone and Biggie, Biggie Just
your askin' I'm just that muthafuckin son of an assassin [Krayzie] Ever since I was seven I've been a troubled-ass nigga Used to sneak my father's guns just
them Bone guys Nigga you die, you die'm that sneaky little nigga still off the hook Off the chain and a muthafucking wire You can label me a hitman
She wanna make it so she'll sleep with him, late night creep with him He'll tell her he can make her famous if she did him Suck him, lick him, another
in the A.M., legs will be achin' Feet will be achin' from dreams I was chasin' Was always told "you won't see nathan just waitin'" Like them hatin' ass niggas that just
a song If you that hungry for fame, motherfucker, c'mon Say when take ten paces and spin But on another note, 'bout to take another vaca' On another
told me there'd be days like this But I ain't never ever think there'd be a day like this Not now not ever, and now until forever you will never need another
