can get it While I'm ballin she by my side wit me But if some shit jump off she aint gone ride wit me Get out the club bitch (Chorus) Get out the club
t come at me high Last rapper that raised his voice to me, got japped in da eye Now if I say I'm gone get you, I'ma get ya On da strength of da inf, from
So, keep it on the low But everybody who's somebody already know A few words for any nigga that get hit the fuck up My advice if you get shot down, is get
Keep my rent split up Get outta line, I get you hit up [Wooo!] Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say You get carried away, you can get
the telly she use all three holes Man you know me I just go with the flow Just a touch, a blow, a lil' bit [Verse 1] And it's on, up and down she like
she use all three holes Man you know me I just go with the flow Just a touch, a blow, a lil' bit [Verse 1: 50 Cent] And it's on, up and down she like
leave you with options, like die or hit the deck I'm a thug poet, you know what I came for, the dough Clap-clap, y'all niggas get the fuck on the floor, floor [Nas
you know the lay down (Uh-oh, Nas and Akon, uh-oh, Nas and Akon) And give 'em all you got, 'cause it's a shakedown Uh-oh-oh, (Here we go) [Nas:] My man
Ask them why they don't bother Oh no, oh no Make me turn to my father And ask him why they all got a trapped soul Nas: I can feel what was bothering
about a hater Ya yup now watch know about me Yeaaah (Columbus stand up LBW get it) Cause I'm a ball till I fall (I see u Shish) Get that paper (what
why they don't bother Oh no, oh no Make me turn to my father And ask him why they all got us trapped souls Nas: I can feel what was bothering Marvin
nigga Get it together and body your shit since mommy named me Trevor Stellar the way I give a hell of a performance and get a Reaction I attract all the
sound the alarm, you can call out your guards You can fence in your yard, you can pull all the cards But I won't back down, oh no I won't back down, oh
I'm Nowhere Thought Up As That Not Even The Same Leage As Jay-Z, Nas, Pac, Biggie Or Maybe The Name Me Somewhere Down At The Bottom, Right After Az
Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down... [Chorus] Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers
Toast glass, Ill Will, the label get high Realize, how many classics I gave you Perhaps if you think back you'll realize that I made you [Chorus] [Nas