I?m bout to tell you this story about being broke Man, being broke sucks. Dude, being broke sucks. I woke up this morning ain?t got no money, only thing
I?m bout to tell you this story about being broke Man, being broke sucks. Dude, being broke sucks. I woke up this morning ain?t got no money, only
Rick Ross:] Rite [J. Holiday:] we just might take yours back [Rick Ross:] I'm with that [J. Holiday:] like repossession [Rick Ross:] belive that [Verse 1
I never win 1st place I don't support the team I can't take direction And my socks are never clean Teachers dated me My parents hated me I was always
I.B.) If you wit it get your ass on the floor (get up) But then right before i finish (get up) They say give me some mo [verse 1] Uhu 4 point 6, dodge
Dogg] [Hook] Back one more again it's Nate Dogg One day I might stop but not now My game to damn strong to be stopped Got hoes every place that i stop
hit bigboss man Chingy who they ask bout Up and on ya can is blast out Smashed out Eyes red once the hash out Every check gotta get cashed out Trips for my people on the 1st
I want to kiss you, and hug you) Anh khong bao gio muon di xa em o moi dem/ (I don't ever want to leave you any night) 3rd verse: (1st Half) MCRyuu
by the police Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (yeah) Niggaz just wanna know if your still gonna be on some crooked ass nigga shit (2pac Verse 1
censor somethin, motherfucker censor this! My words are weapons, and I'm steppin to the silent Wakin up the masses, but you, claim that I'm violent Chorus: 1st
Yeahhhh (Yeahhh) Ohh (Ohh) Yeahhh (Yeahhh) Ohh (Ohh) Yeaahh I made the mark on Feburary 1st Between me and you, you can call it birth The beginning
1st verse: Boy I can't stand your heat Got me lying awake I haven't eaten all week Got me obsessing all day Oh what you done to me Can't stop calling
the murder mo, gladly 'Cause the haters never had to have me Want to follow fools through alleys 'Cause ready to lose and daddy who raised me like Layzie, Krayzie Probably St
Woo-Hah I got you all in check Throw your hands up in the air don't ever disrespect Woo-Hah I got you all in check {1st verse} Busta Rhymez up in the place
Put it on the flo?. BK, Put it on the flo?. BX, Put it on the flo?. BX, Put it on the flo?. St. Louis, Put it on the flo?. St. Louis, Put it on the flo
react Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - face flat Aeiyo, Bust, chill, calm down I'll be there in twenty minutes Uptown 1-51 at St.
few of 'em off Missed who he's aimin for six feet away's the door In St. Andrew's hall not a stray slidin all over the place Sprays one bitch in the
we [E] Touch down, there ain't no way to keep em quiet With T.I. and Shady baby, we bout to incite a riot When we touch down [1st verse: T.I.] When
