're all alone, do you think about who you fool? It's all me, kid. But now, whos foolin' who? Never thought itd come back on you, but people like you, who
They say tricks are for kids most chicks woulda slid but who aint miss a visit through the six that you did I'll be damned if I do another six with some kids who
hilarious, you think u gonna fool me prick, (huh?) you a fraud, I know the clown niggaz you be with, they don't draw guns, they draw sketches for the
me fifty miles mo'fucker, you don't wanna be around me man When my face frown up, cause your bitch ass'll be face up from the ground up Feel me R.I.P.,
) [Hook: Chingy] Throw yo hood up if you representin (Northside, Westside, Southside, Eastside) All my fly day numbered, hustlas baby Throw yo hood up
Sometimes I think my block is dying And that it's awful To wake up to another day, shit ain't change that all fool I wake up sweatin, dreamin, coughin
to do But now I'm back with the facts givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp smack you up You gotta learn
youngster causin' ruckus on the back of the bus I was a fool all through high school kickin' up dust But now I'm labelled as a trouble maker who can you
for trying Sometimes I think my block is dying And that it's awful To wake up to another day, shit ain't change that all fool I wake up sweatin,
[2Pac] (hahhh, hahaha) Hehehe, word It's like all we got left - teardrops and closed caskets (throw it up fool, hey ni**a, haha) Tell me how you feel
in school You tell me its a man's world, play the rules And fade fools, 'n break rules until we major Blaze up, getting with hoes through my pager Was raised up
over the years as an outlaw. Eh, Noble. What's up nigga. Would you die for me, nigga? Hell yeah. Would you kill for me? On my grandmother, nigga. Ah yo. What's up
what they say and get your dough nigga Heavy in the game *1 [Lady Levi] Who da bumba claat him a come try take mine? Oooh, me see you rushin up *1 I
I got a head, but ain't no screws in it. Roll up and get swoll up. Hold up. How ya gonna play me like a sunkin dunkin donut? I ain't came a long way
do But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp slap you up You gotta learn to
bring you fake G's to yah knees Copin' pleas with these Little Kim is yah Coked up or doped up Get your little Junior Whopper click smoked up What
't got no...roots rock rebel Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack 'Cos it won't get you anywhere Fooling with your guns The British Army is
