I could I could keep you company could I could I could keep you so happy can I can I can I make you feel really fine We could we could we make
Kaliko (slowed down)] I-I-I-I... I like to watch her move slow... [C-Ballin] "C-C-C-C-Ballin..." [Chorus: Krizz Kaliko {Krizz Kaliko slowed down}] I
the place where I do my dirt Kick in doors, sellin? Dope, Only my God knows I have to do what I have to do , just to stay alive I lost a friend, but God
street cred and akoo building up Say I'm doing too much shit I say I ain't did enough Remember saying damn if I could just get to a million plus And now I
I chilled, but loaded up the steal Like I wish a nigga would, But I know a nigga will But for real you loaded up to kill Cause soon as a nigga could the
even talk no more it's no biggie I was so Biggie, you was Faith I let you slide in my home, you was safe I thought my ability to provide you stability
bread, I ain't with it I don't need D's on me, I'm already dodgin Feds When the shots from the revolver spread Duck, I don't discriminate, leave CEO's
Separate the weak from the awesome Me hard to keep, I gotcha I rock ya word to big pa-pha I gotcha [Chorus] Jagged Edge Girl, I?d trade it all, money
Wit enough doe and pull to gotti fixed If I wasn't rappin I'd have a ?? Down south in a town you never heard before Dealin wit weight Columbians would murder for ?? cats I keep burnin' for furthermore I
I pray everyday but I ain't praying too much Cause I be sinning everyday so I ain't praying enough And we all could be beat, and I ain't saying I'm tough
on my team All, baby girl I'd trade it all Fabolous: I assumed I'm so into you cause even before we hit the bedroom I was friends with you when
Baby I Wont Tell If you dont want me to cuz i got a thing for you and i'd do anything for you (girl anything) Baby I Wont tell i'd never do that to you
I slaughtered the sick, I live with shame, like my daughter a bitch, I don't make living but I still persist, I could sell out but I still resist, So
ring nigga, but I ain't cripin doe. Shoot yo ass from head to toe when I see you nigga. I heard they set this stack I heard so many rumors. I heard so
times I done paid my dues Even today I'm still payin em fool! (Could it be da reason I'm so cold in da rap game is muthafuckin pain!) I'm screamin, JESUS
s 'sposed ta [? ] man on these streets I don't give a fuck cause I'm the man on these streets I'm a hitman, whatever I'm aimin at I hit man After I hit
hair line That means every dollar that come in front of me goin be mine Y'all arguing over corners, I'm taking over town So whatever I hustle I could
I'm a go hard till I chip my fucking tooth In a fly murder four door of coof Yeah I get my paper yeah I get my bread I don't give a damn what you bitch
