It wasn't me) Saw me kissin on the sofa (It wasn't me) I even had her in the shower (It wasn't me) She even caught me on camera (It wasn't me)
wall Man I'm so drunk if I wasn't a playa I would probly fall I'm a head buster But I don't think I'm better then nobody else I just don't move like usher
me, it's all about my checks If it wasn't for the music, you niggaz wouldn't give me dap Wouldn't give a fuck about how I'm doing, it's all about a rap
my name Some people call me the crooked, some people call me the Don Some people call me heartless, cause if it's beef I'll smoke your mom's And your
it-ch-check it-check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all Check it out y'all Check it-check it-check it-check it-check
Jesus It's hard, it's hard We need help out here So we searchins for Black Jesus It's like a Saint, that we pray to in the ghetto, to get us through
I think I'll make a call I wrote a number down But I lost it So I searched through my pocket book I couldn't find it So I sat and concentrated on the
Ruthless wasn't vibin Tried to keep my mind together through that industry shit Somehow I'm feelin like what I deserve I didn't get But I'ma stick it out, believe I
That I'm gonna make a killin' Well now that's chillin' This is love it or hate it music But, at least we made it music And we didn't make it industry
It's a catch 22 and I couldn't cry Now I'm under oath with them both and I couldn't lie Cussed 'em said that I'm too dope and I couldn't fly But you getting
just do more that you know It's a catch 22 and I couldn't cry Now I'm under oath with them both and I couldn't lie Cussed 'em said that I'm too dope
and lipoed it Anybody I throw flames at gets a name it's a game Cause they know that they don't spit the same It's a shame, what people do for 10 minutes
t hear it Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish But I'm debated disputed
me what I'm looking for, I need a good life [Chorus:] Man I'm looking for the good life Something that you can't imagine It's something you don't know
was out, you wasn't bumpin me But now that I got this little company Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease But you won't get a crumb from me Cause I
peep game, best believe I love my peeps that's why I make the type of music you can pump in your jeeps (that's right). So buck my sound, I put it down