bangin I've been stressin in this ghetto game, tryin to do my thang Won't be no bullshit, no ass-kissin This bitch'll have ya wakin up with all your
can understand me. The black sheep. Outcasted from my family. Now packin heat. I run the streets. A young runnaway. Live for the day when ya die I could hear ya
I got And then you wonder why I shot him (boo-ya!) Stop givin game for free, you wanna hang with me like being a thug is the thang to be? But I got love
was raised in the city, shitty Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty Drinkin' liquor out my momma's titty And smokin' weed was an everyday thang in my
while tryin to explain why real niggas need to stick to the game It's the same got these motherfuckers changin' on me Jealous-ass player-haters gaming
I was cookin' one-thousand grams in my kitchen While Nas was tellin' Kelis, "I love you boo" I was shinin' my nine, ya know how I do I got a fully loaded
and that A.K. come out You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run out And you can run for ya back-up But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up God's on ya
cocks*) I said are you ready? (are you ready?) See you with me nigga? (with me nigga) Drop that! (drop that) Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop [
my paper for that thang thang knowhatI'msayin? I don't want it back, don't try to use it then give it back to me Cuz I ya'll niggaz now, runnin around
I'm down for that day-time action Keep thinkin it's a game time in front of ya home Get the drop on that ass and shot shadder ya bones (yea) (Chorus
you should go home and see what that bitch bout I find out she like it how I like it, huh Back it up, get ya some, I know how to get ya sprung Tune ya
keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk I I get it, in the hood if ya ask about me theyll tell ya im bout my bread I I get it, round the world if ya
Thorough bitch So don't you clown, the sound and style, of Swisher after Swisher Oh how I wish ya would step so I could hit ya With wicked shit slick
Like It When We Play Dat Game. What Game Is Dat Girl, That Freaky Deeky Game. It Aint No Shame When I Bang, Go 'head And Grab Dat Thang. That Grown Man Thang
is like my video, I'm showin' my ass I keeps it, "gangsta, gangsta!" shooters and shanksters Until you shot off motherfuckers, I'm a "thank ya, thank ya
Its the same feeling (looks good to me) [MJG] I'm creepin low in a flip, flop drop top Stang, leanin to the left, gold dadens on them thang I'm the
