you call him a sinner, you call him a whore all of the things that you are behind every closed door you hate him for what you are when no ones looking
worth less than piss Suckers can all come kiss the tip Of my knob when I aim I don't miss Aim it to suckers that come around jockin On my tip when on
think I might take you on a shoppin' spree You in the club, goddamn all drinks on me 'Cause I feel good, yeah I feel good, 'cause I feel good Good Lord, look
bad bitch I come across I think I want 'em Look at how I roll when I see 'em then I'm on 'em Drunk full of liquor and a pocket full of condoms Lord I
to roll Only my Lord can tell who dies So pick up the puzzle and pieces And put it together of our lives My Lordy Lord maintain It's hard 'cause I'm
nah, we too Bone I rememba, back lil' wayz when we were so hungry, when we were so hungry. But now thank The Lord, my thugs we got money We got money
raw. I remember, back little ways when we was so hungry, when we were so hungry, but now thank the Lord, my thugs, we got money. We got money, hey.
nigga Wit mine fuck dem niggas it's on All y'all fall Bizzy gettin' bitches test me bless the floor In any attempt to arrest me stress me Lord Looking
nigga wit mine f**k dem niggas it's on All y'all fall Bizzy gettin bitches test me bless the floor In any attempt to arrest me stress me lord Looking
he headed to the closet and he about to take it all So watch your muthafuckin' friends 'cause them the ones that sell you out Ain't no future in bein' loyal when
rememberin' this Your families, your backbone, your friends ain't shit Now I believe it when Rhonda was sayin', "Back in the days" When our homeboys left, she the only ones
the bentley painted yellow like a baby school bus 26's make em stop when i pull up And my pants sag low like i was rockin a pull-up When i stop and i
a vengeance Blow the microphone up an leave it smokin' when I?m finished Per pound spinach my niggaz been in it an done, done it So when you come to
Big Poppa took hot ones 2Pacalypse took hot ones now, between east and west there's problems it's true 'cause who knows when you gonna die, who knows when
you (everybody wants you) Player? Who could really blame you (who could really blame you) We're the ones who made you (VERSE TWO) The enforcer, looking
, gotta try not to look fake in fact Alittle more money like a few more 20s and you let that nigga grab your naked ass? Okay hes gone now Roll her eyes when
it out People placed in situations they can't take' what they facing Is the trials and tribulations to make them say The Lords forsaken them Their loved ones