the traces But it's the player, not the game Blame it on the player Foolish heart don't fall too fast Not the game Blame it on the player Foolish heart
playa (don't fall too fast) Not the game Blame it on the playa (don't fall too fast) Not the game Blame it on the playa (don't fall too fast) Not the
Hold up Z-Ro the crooked aka king of the ghetto Screwed Up Click soldier for life Know what I'm talking about Mo-City stand up in this motherfucker Know
all you niggaz, don't make me slap the fuck out all you niggaz If it ain't related to making paper, I ain't calling you niggaz I bet Mo City remember
heavy The Mo City Don, king of the ghetto I keep dropping bombs, cause I just can't let go I'm thoed in the game, hydro or that do-do Catch Z-Ro in slow-mo
die Hiram-Clarke, Mo City my hood bitch Get out of dodge, cause we ain't no play thang See me and (Lil Head nigga) keeping it gangsta, all day mayn [Lil
turd ever stinked a pair o' draws Hot dick in a cock, smokin' head and them blue balls The finest thing hoein', not like I ain't knowin' Sex game strong
it down, keep breakin it down It's not my fault c'mon, it's not my fault I'm hot man! It's not my fault c'mon, it's not my fault 'Til the sun comes up
Layzie] Coming to you like this This used to be child Is now a grown man Don't play with the wrong hand But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong
[Layzie] Coming to you like this This used to be child Is now a grown man Don't play with the wrong hand But I never could quit cuz I'm playin' a strong
murda ya, and it's so mysterious How many niggas wanna kill us will they run up? Come kill me hater, murder with the ak. Play our, play our C Town
got killed fo the love of the cheese. Now you cant do shit cause your 6 feet deep. Fuckin with Lay is a game you shouldnt play, even myself I could die
Six day plan acted like they didn't know me Them same hoes playing games Now they want to blow me Use to seat in nose bleeds Now we on the floor seats Watching Lil
[Wayne] What, wha, wha, wha, wha What, wha, wha, wha, wha Cash Mo-ney Millionairs So take it there [Juvenile] Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer, Yellow Benz
) [Gudda Gudda:] Mo money (uh), Mo bitches Mo worth, Mo haters, equals mo snitches, yea Mo digits, no, mo commas Me affiliated with trendsetters, equals mo
with the Fugees Remmy with Terror Squad Lil' Kill 'em back with C's Snoop with Mo-Dray Dray With Mo-Big Boys CD's with Mo-Plays Drives with no press Salt
was Take her purse out to her buddy car, back to the bar For another round of drinks with a pla-ti-num star I'm gettin conceded, a lil bit, the game owe
