words I say And the praises I sing always be Chorus For no other reason but to love you For no other reason but to say that you?re my god For no other reason
dig him up his coffin too tight A nigga was showing a busta love, but now it's hunting for a busta season And he can't be the reason, to run in your
and get me You wanna sweat me, never get me to be silent Givin them a reason, (a reason) to claim that I'm violent... Chorus (3) Chorus (4) Chorus (
yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man [Verse 2:] Call me the unemployment office, cause a nigga got that work Niggas stavin on the other
the C4, backdoor Nigga, let Stack go I'ma attack with rap and show the crooked ass law no love Better let dogs loose Got him, hold him up and on top
for what I gave him - wasn't so bad I couldn't save him Either they'll enslave him or a gun'll grave him I still believe in him but he think I'm leavin
dead, he's locked in my basement! (Ha-ha!) Feminist women love Eminem [*vocal turntable: chigga chigga chigga*] "Slim Shady, I'm sick of him Look at him
I got 6 4's and hot bikes that I rock. Keep 3 or 4 sweeties on my clock, but all that swinging in that bikini just might convince him. Slow all the traffic
that make snaps Adapts to anything violent that I'm located at If you see me on the solo moves best believe that I'm strapped 4-4, .tre-8 or AK-47 Cos
him eat. And while he was eating, I would talk to him while he was eating, and I would ask him what he's doing. And he would say, "I'm using the chicken
left eye First Aaliyah and now romeo must die I know a got angels watchin me from the other side [Chorus x2] [J.Ivy:] We are all here for a reason
eyeball glassy And about the hour, him a heading to the money Take your coughin baby, give the baby back to mommy Peer gunshot, shoot him below to him
gone and then I dipped out And oh my gosh, the Osh Kosh was picked out I slipped in, even my baby stroller was tricked out Somebody get him, the lil'
and ain't took a breath yet! I grew up a fuckin screw up, Got introduced to the game, to the game and fuckin blew up [x4] [Verse 1-Ludacris] Ever since
[Nas] One 44, two 45's 3 loaded clips, 4 niggas roll, one nigga drives 500 Benz, 6 reasons why This kid should die We shootin every motherfucker outside
