's how I'm tellin it So if anybody buyin pussy I'm sellin it - who need a bitch! [Chorus: Bun B] If anybody need a bitch then I got one Put her in the
ain't like most who just wanna get in those drawers 'Cause every king need a queen And with me and you girl I ain't tryna let a thing in between It ain
it wrong It ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all [Verse 2: Bun B] Say that Mr. Mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then Just take a
to drank, a long currensy just like Bun B There go the the laws my nigga, don't let em see you hit the weed Cause we get more than a misdemeanor, for
(Chorus - 50 Cent) A pimp aint a pimp with no hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough) A thug aint a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa aint a
all hard or ball sticky weed, whatever ya need, man we got it all) [Verse 2: MJG] I'm just a street nigga I keep my heat under the seat If a... bum
how I go wild. Now you playin' with a fully-grown man, with a fully-blown plan, with a fully-loaded clip. I'm a go up in your shit. I don't play with
m tryin to stay away from that Aww fuck it, I'm hot Let me, let me do it, let me do it a lil' bit Aiyyo "Gimme That," that Lil' Webbie & Bun B I used
orphin And leave a hole in his head Like a dolphin Fuck a hole in one Ain't golfin' I'm a put his whole unit in a coffin Cause any nigga fuck with my
a spit a flow as if it was a sin, then the gangstas are restin forever See a solid 4, then I'm a put it on the fin Then you know to never test, it'll
m sorry to say, lift the back now home boy the 'rari today Such a horrible day [?] Bouquet Married to the game, I don't need no bouqeut Just a new whip
talk a lot of shit And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a brick I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a smart move Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a
Bun B] I'm comin' straight outta P.A.T., like Compton in all black But when we say what it do, they never say holla back Bun B, the I'm O.G., like 95
s a (motherfuckin' target, nigga) D-B-(L-O-)C-K, (he spray) The hawk'll find a nice home (right where your cheeks stay) We got a mean team, (Hip-Hop dream
