you? Trying ta diss my crew? Who dies tonight bitch? - You! My way! I will do what I choose, and if I loose Well then I loose, My Way! This is my fuckin
seems impossible now Keep the world without Only the two of us count Two voices loud It is possible now Though they wore us down We'll find our way again
my butta cup ohh I got a sweet tooth baby you's my butta cup ohh I got a sweet tooth when she got those skinny jeans ridin down low she's my favorite
Steel in sock drawer, my dresser is where the desert lay Put the Audemar away, today feel like a present day Raindows in my diamonds, you would think my
my nigga score Flossy in my chip and peps, bitches and they neutrocepts My bitches ballin to the mya moore's, YES I'm way better than all of them, way
) And representing, H-Town (H-Town) My homies, are always down (always down) Whenever, I'm rolling round (rolling round) I keep my hand, on my strap (on my
nobody ever wrong Will I live, with a nigga be bumping my song Will my soul live, forever or will it be gone Will I journey on, will I journey on My journey
your people, and see you cheer and grow up Cause when you fuck with hard head niggas, your body get dumped Three or four counties away, up in a open field On my way
out the vision of my casket It's either my life or your life, that's right I'm gon let you haaave it Everyday haters, can't understand The way I move my
Ever seen faces of death That's what my nine do [Verse 7: Kastro] I keep my mind on my money And my money on my mind With my back against the
gas with the six-eight all day In and out with my pay I'm soon to count the bodies... Verse Two: Tupac So mandatory my elevation my lyrics like
momma can't control me quit tryin' ta save my soul, I wanna roll with my homies a ticken timebomb can't nobody fade me packin' a 380 and fiendin' for my
die], I promise to be wise With my heart open, greed, brings only misery A way to tragedy, so I stay sucker free Only a few chosen, rise (rise) My ghetto
alter of a Dark star My body s now begging Though it?s begging to get back Begging to get back To my heart To the rhythm of my soul To the rhythm of
t me! - You saw me right? - It wasn't me! It's not my M.O see me I make it streeetcchh Get in the way I put a body on my Teeec! Call me crazy; I die for
and Young Jeezy Tryin' to take it easy Only way to go And So... (Lets Get It!) [Chorus - Akon] If you lookin' for me I'll be on the block With my thang