face, they're only faults I can't erase They're only cracks in an ice sheet, they're only facts that experts speak But you and I we've our own facts, our cracks
Holla At Me Filmore Bitch We Dollar Happy You Would Think I Was Strippin' The Way Hoes Throw Dollas At Me I'm The Motha Fuckin' Spitful, Delightful, Iful The New
can't wait till I get free cause I'm a ball Put it in they face free my partner Grace What's up to that Los what's cracking cause I'm straight lase What
[Z-Ro] So much struggle and pain, I'm stuck in the game Can somebody, help me please I'm so sick of motherfuckers, steady capping up in my face Cause
floss your jewels And, Keep Clubbin? I pull up on gold shoes I walk in actin? fool Hell nah it aint no rules When, We Clubbin? Head to toe everything I got in is new
And homeboys just said "Get the fuck outta here" So as I cracked a smile and started to laugh I could see the sucka duck muthafucka gettin mad He had a frown on his face
(LT Hutton talking) Uh oh, Uh oh, Oh!, Oh!, Oh! They ain't ready for this LT Hutton T.I Ashanti It's that new 'Pac y'all (Chorus: Ashanti) Pac's life
still gonna be on some crooked ass nigga shit (2pac Verse 1) Please tell me what's a nigga to do and it's true Ain't nuttin' new so I do what I can
nigga Move or get moved on Lets see whos strong [echo] In the days of the strange Where nothing stays the same With new faces come through with
just wanna know if you still gon' be on some crooked-ass sheeeit [2Pac] Please tell me what's a nigga to do, and it's true Ain't nuttin new, so I do
lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS Nigga yous front you gon get shot down We fend to pump crack
bridges my friend Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta swim I watch the fifth melt a nigga melt a nigga of the sidewalk of New York Me and shorty
crack ya face Call the doctor let him put it back in place [Talking: 50 Cent] ha ha ha 50 Cent, yeah what u gon do boy? From New York to Atlanta to
He Gon Die Caught His Crooks Cuz D Flashin His Mugshot, He Notices M.O. Don Run Up In Dem Crack Spots, His Sister, She Aaight, Big Hips, Lil Waist, Big Tits, Pretty Face
is a table at {?} Jack's I flip facts, like a Rolodex, and hold my tecs like a two-way, rarely seen like a bluejay It's the new Sea, a new day when your
(feat. Slaine) "For a true writer, each book should be a new beginning 'fore he tries again, for something that is beyond the pain. He should always
', sippin' Dope crack that's going in the strip clubs tippin' MJG ah, P.I.M.P. ah Fuck a blind date, oh no, I got to see her The new millennium poet Forever