bout my hood I'm bout my block I'm bout my chips So if the rat mony stop and I punch a clock Catch you slippin at a light [get out yo' shit] We jack
That was just exactly what it was There ain't nobody, ain't no laws made to fit Queen Marie Has she got the power? Don't the men all stare? Golden hoops
is her life He wasn't really her husband, though he called her wife It was just this night when, moon was full And the stars were just right, and the dress was
wanna manage me as a rapper AND a producer [Hiphop:] "I'll sign you as a producer and a rapper", I'm like oh shit I was messin with, uh, D-Dot also People
cream Shakespearian midsummer night dream I unzip things and pull out big things They was flashin gr-green, she was like "ch-ching" Got em, but she know a
for a couple of weeks give me my feelings back, wish it came with a couple reciepts man, our vacation was coming next week girl I swear you was a trip
days (?) this tiny stone illuminated by a star far gone Only star so large, many more To make our largest star show small Furthermore the end is not the
see the motherfuckers ?? Caddy like our own A sack of fruit and a bong like my own Some might say, take a chill D But fuck that shit there's a pig trying
on And I slept with the work plenty nights thought I heard Niggas coming thought I saw the cop lights but I was dreaming, then I woke, the junkies was
Tell yo' momma I'm a ghet-to su-per-star [Chorus] [Ludacris] Only standin five eight but still a big shot, plus I got a big.. Clean everyday, stay fresher
down) There was one red light by the bed that was glowing of her skin when I did my thang We was dripping with a little bit of sweat and a whole lot
Where my real niggas at Theres a lot of real niggas out there Theres a lot of real niggas everywhere Thats why you don't fuck with just anybody A lot
flow, you gotta pay a little more now It's platinum, now a days we put the gold down We stepped it up, y'all don't ever want a showdown Get wetted up
the way they run I ain't give a fuck that's how I was I was young [chorus] [Horse] Horse was born as a brave child big for my size a bully to little
breathe a sigh of relief He'll say I was a malanderer, a badlander, and a thief When I go They will interview my teachers (Lay me low) Who'll say I was
we shootin In daily recruitin there's a tough law Everyday in the ghetto We start em off little we give em a bottle and a pen and a pad to hit the label