see the cost of our needs. Think about the choices you make. There's no need for the blood they bleed. ON OUR HANDS! What does it take for you to survive? ON OUR HANDS
: As I'm strollin' down the park with really nothing on my mind Laid back and I'm just thinkin' of old times Pop in our Isley Brothers tape when I'm waxin
Lookin down at the ground Thats why we got hataz Thats why we got hataz Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go, where we go
down at the ground That's why we got hataz That's why we got hataz Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go Hataz everywhere we go, where we go,
It's just something about me you can't go with out me yall Said you can't go without me yall, Said you can't go without me yall [Verse 2] Now errybody
[Intro] On them streets You better keep your hand on them heats And live what you sayin' on them beats Real talk.. [Verse 1] They ain't walkin' the walk
and sip slow and thoroughly You're sneakin' out on your man, tip-toein' to the V Cause I know you got him whipped though like wannabe Let's put on a live strip show just
, she did it for a rush, Don?t it make you wonder just how many more? We gotta do something it?s not right, We can?t keep saying our hands are tied
wanting you more I go so low till you just can't take it no more I'm sitting pretty looking sexy got my dickies on biting on my lips kissing on you
You know we don't care at all let me see you up, up against the wall I was just doin' my thing Hanging out at the spot You know the place we go The music
code And your booty got me lost like Nemo Go, go, go G-gon' and do yo dance And, I'ma throw this money While you do it wit no hands (I'm gone!) [Roscoe
J, whatcha' say? Brother J, Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say? Brother J, whatcha' say? [Brother J] Yeah! I'm just a pro-Black nigga,
life explains my fuck everybody, on each delivery Some say it's the drugs, others say it's a lack of love It ain't gotta be a reason, crazy simply just
Without police pulling us over, looking for ounces of do' Just cause I'm black, and got diamonds on my gold teeth Ain't enough evidence, to say I sold
getting colder You never really know when your time gon be over It feel like it's forever riding on our shoulders [Trae] Why did I have to say goodbye
I make some grands They say I'm ready, cause I wreck the flow Say they got pathetic, won't let it go All about the money, gotta get it and go And if you
out With one callers, we shot callers, and ballas and 20 inch blade crawlers Big body, tinted up, Mazzaratti Impala We prowlers on the scene, we go our mug on
raw And everyday, I put new shoes on my feet Sugar brown ladies or red bones on my meat I'ma skip with the rub or not, on my sheets And ride with a big
