said the same thing last time but now I?m asking will you give me one last try let me came back now girl let me come back now (Just let me come back) She told me
the same thing last time but now I?m asking will you give me one last try let me came back now girl let me come back now (Just let me come back) She told me
and do me I'll say this) Your little niggas lookin' up to me like the walls in Green Haven Keep heat and we shank ya, (rob ya and say thank ya) Now that
nigga like a syrup covered black'n'mild So don't fuck with me when I'm tryin to make money stackin piles Some niggaz trie to rob me befo', try to jack me
Lil' Flip and Z-Ro ha-ha-ha Clover G'z and Rap-A-Lot, different labels But we both in the Screwed Up Click, let's go [Lil' Flip] Look me and my niggaz
me with this tommy gun if I shoot it y'all gotta run that bullet proof want stop it none [Verse 3-Z Ro] If somebody gotta problem with me come and address
it's lil kids pulling pistol's In Iraq it's innocent kids dying from missoles That's why i'm back and taking the title from those before me Matthew Broadway
top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 2: 50 Cent (Dr Dre)] I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack em You holdin a strap, he might come back
't make me, boil me Let's get ready for war Last year we was humble, nigga, this year we heartless So, any nigga that want static come meet us outside
slippin with niggas that itchin to rob me Yes they want to give me bloody body By pumping a couple of slugs inside me But I'll be damned we won if it
back home set to fire the sex out! [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] So don't touch me nigga! (You might burn yourself!) Don't touch me nigga! (You might burn yourself
back home set to fire the sex out! [Chorus: Busta Rhymes] SO DON'T TOUCH ME NIGGA! (You might burn yourself!) DON'T TOUCH ME NIGGA! (You might burn yourself
(feat. R. Kelly) Come Enjoy the life Baby take a ride I just wanna find You (you) You [R.Kelly:] So let me flip the script you lookin for the real
[Baby Bash:] When you feel a hand on your back, you've got a friend When you put me on the right track, you've got a friend When I show the love right back
I stay strapped like car seats Been bangin' since my 'lil nigga Rob, got killed for his Barkley's That's ten years I told Buck in '05 I catch 50 let me
, watch it bounce when I hit that dip Come too close, might get that clip, click bang Don't trip, Tech don't slip, let's up the road, go get my bitch
