What we gonna do about us? What we gonna do about us? What we gonna do about us? What, what, what, what, what All this time you were standing in front
rebound, turnt up, all the way, we amp 2 or 3 tramp Put em in the middle [?] Bentley Nigga say he do it like us, he should mean 96, 97 in Atlanta didn't we
parkin center The king from the emma[? ] The room with the boom in the booth, I deliver The hottest, you prolly too small to acknowledge you Impossible to copy like what everybody try to do We
her at But you know we had a bond no ring no paper and I don't hear this shit when I bring home paper My ears to the streets what you gonna tell us ?
Figure it out excatly wat diddy about cuz we can take this whole city out Now who gon? stop us, who gon? knock us Top us, we can?t find coppers to lock
you figure out, exactly what diddy bout if we could take this whole city out now who gonna stop us, who gonna knock us top us, we cant find coppers
we're on top, we won't stop (Won't stop!), Doing what we do is a dream come true We're never gonna give it up We're never gonna stop, this is the payoff
don?t want the sun to shine I wanna make love Just this magic in your eyes and in my heart I don?t know what I?m gonna do I can?t stop lovin? you I won
Since We Wer 13, Till Theyn Know Im Gonna Tell Us That We Aint Put A White Kean On,No Kean,Bustin My **** Talkin Like Im A Thing For This Dream, N Dubz
us, for us. Nobody ain't know each other. Buddies turning into lovers for us, for us. Oooh when the moonlight turns to sunshine everybody waking up to abandon dreams
hard times, like its so much gun smoke and see the stars shine We living on dreams but is they coming true, what I'm gonna do Make a million and pull
that Austin dropped in the south we don't even much know these niggaz they just dissin us for publicity but we gonna give e'm a beat down when we catch
away Kioka: We all got needs We all do dirty deeds Now and then wanna smoke some weed Tricky: Don't sleep her love away Kioka: Yeah we're free Yes we
like, behind us Niggaz know what we gotta do, just gotta put our mind to it and do it It's all about the papers, money rule the world Bitches make the
just go with what i know I dont trust none Look what the 80's did To what's Bebe's kids And now we grown up Nobody ain't own us yet Young Noble: Verse
