call my own I go to war at any times, at any place Why yo punk twelve gauge, all in your face I want your jades, your jackets, and your jewelry What the
time You really must be from outer pace Cause you really is blowing my mind Now I done been from state to state But I ain't never seen your kind Cause
time You really must be from Outer Space Cause' you really is blowing my mind Now I done been from state to state But I ain't never seen your kind Cause
like t.i Dancing as we shooting up And lootin jus to get by. With your feet in the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your
somethin on my mind I'm finna let it know it, She heard I was a mac I heard she was a roller, And this is how I'm going, your man ain't gotta know it,
scientific but I never have to map it I'm harder than the diamond that the edam[?] might still I'm never mythical, divinity is real Mind stays steel,
doja [Hook - 2x] [Cl'Che] Right now I got the shit, that'll blow your balls off And all this hating talking down, make a bitch wanna snatch your tongue
Screw did that Tip your motherfucking hats nigga, Screw did that [Point Blank] What the fuck y'all niggaz talking bout, time for me to break it down At home sucking your
I say my praise and repent everytime I misbehave You want to get me for my riches better mind your bidness, I minded for you Fuck around and touch your
passion and blow your mind hey, throw up your legs, wrap those shits around my back It's a WESTSIDE thing fuckin' hoes 'round the map Walkin down 125
haven't you noticed there's no map that exists to point us out of this my heart was the target it found your arrow baby you know I want to be your straight
work it on out saw something you missed SA and Nicholas and we do it like this A battle against time to make use of your minds to hook up your drum
You can change your mind But you cannot change your heart It?s a compass and a map The key to the chart I?d be myself If I knew I?d become You can fly
came this far, we can't stop now Em, 50 off the hook, he got to calm down I guess I'm out of control, my mind, body and soul Tell me I'm bein pimped and
around quit playin nigga you can't shine You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want? Be easy nigga, I'll lay your
could not see things straight or find my angel I was a lost soul without a road map and out of body experience then you held out your hand like I hoped
says I annoy the fuck outta her Get in the fucking back, put on your slut powder You slut, what? Shut the fuck up now, or get your feelings hurt Worse
