on me I think you're running out on me I believe to my soul baby, that you've given me some help, some help Some help, I don't really need
Traduction: BB King. I `ve Got une aide extérieure, je n` avez besoin.
before I merk me a nigga, he don't know who hit him Before I pull the trigger, I let him see my face and then I send him [Hook:] I'm a gangsta, pussy
fuck are you helping? You went from Pete Nice to Pete Nelson Yelping like your dog Kubrick, them toothpicks gave you looselips "The gauge goes..." I don't give 2 shits That mescaline got
don't make no sense Wrist so clean don't need no tense Watch so bright I don't need no light And no where word don't need no mic Niggas like yeah watch
Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in
BlackWallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype Hear that Mike? And don't be alarmed, this is not a diss But missusing my logo kinda got
Cuz I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in your
hawkin You gotta be brave in the state of...Georgia I got 5 Georgia homes where I rest my Georgia bones Come anywhere on my land and I'll aim at your
don't know-oh Whoo! I'm really thinkin of changin my name to Krispy Kreme I'm do-nuts nigga, let me tell you what I mean I'm paper chasin, chasin the
I get a witness? Lord I?m in the midst of shit And I know its getting too much Ain?t filling the cup, cause I?ve had enough And I fear for my son
