the techniques and rip it indeed I tear up the records till both of my hands bleed Demon fell hard that commercial thug But I had to stop scratchin there was too much blood
m Ridin The Streets I'm A Hustler, People, My Life In The Streets Watch The Game, Get You Life In The Streets My Watch, My Chain, And My Teeth Cost That
, I shed my blood, About everything I love, [Diddy] To the eye blacker, over handed face the palm smacker, Good scrapper, cat stacker, good wood packer, Tear
I'm Ridin The Streets I'm A Hustler, People, My Life In The Streets Watch The Game, Get You Life In The Streets My Watch, My Chain, And My Teeth Cost
the stars You know who you are, but you can't keep on jabbin' the jaw I worked too hard, everyone carries a bucket of blood From the sweat glands of a
BK) I be posted up at the crack spots (all day) Where the sun don't shine, we immune to the rain In the blood, sweat & tears, from the years in the game
tag tow-off [Verse 1: Slim Thug] Don't call it a comeback Cause I been here for years Wreckin' my peers, through the blood, sweat and tears Here it
degrees of five-hundred farenheit Drop em back to celsius, lord help me it's insane Pop like tops on 40 o-z's Make cheese, while you sweat me for the
I shed my blood, About everything I love, [Diddy] To the eye blacker, over handed face the palm smacker, Good scrapper, cat stacker, good wood packer, Tear
stars You know who you are, but you can't keep on jabbin' the jaw I worked too hard, everyone carries a bucket of blood From the sweat glands of a Mad