it ain't feel good I was just a baby still retarded from slavery When we struggle to shovel shit ain't nobody saved me Ghetto ain't made me I made
I'm burnin hot So I don't care if she loves me or loves me not Long as I enjoy the time that we spend I ain't lookin for commitment, we can fuck and be
in the cut Hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga I don't give a shit You betta check dat ho, that's what wreckin G Now step your game down, cause ain't no checkin
Three is company Come on, Last stand Down to my last dime I ain't got the sense to leave The dealers cutting fine Last draw Back against the wall Depending
Take you out of that domestic and put you in a Benz Your old boyfriend don't wanna pay your rent I put five stacks only that ain't **** (that ain't ****)
man just ain't a man if he ain't man enough To love ya when you're right Love ya when you're wrong Love ya when you're weak Love ya when you're strong
get overf-cked All my deals be overpaid and all my joints get over stuffed Finally Famous bitch, there ain't a fucking thing that's over us So take that
tense If you ain't talking bout rocks we ain't got nothing in common Fuck that and that's just common sense what the [Pusha T:] Came in the game, 8
try to diss our function by stating that we can't rap, Is it cause we don't wear Tommy Hilfiger or Baseball Caps, We don't use dollars to represent,
what I'm sayin? Ayy, why everytime we get mad? I mean when we get mad, Why we tear Bone shit? That don't make no damn sense. We gotta get it together
Now, I'm ah nigga ta keep ta myself, and don't fuck wit' nobody I'm quiet, I'm thuggin'. Why are y'all so fast? Ain't time ta take ta quicken put to derail
. Wasn't the first nigga with them in High School (?) ass nigga, put that out (Put that out!) Shine in everybody's category. Cut that out, (Cut that out
that's just like a nigga want to take all the credit I bet it Didn't even occur that we would eventually Meet with ya don't crash, collide lock up with
to live lavishly You don't love me How could you ever take advantage of me You don't love me Everything you are girl I made you You don't love me You never loved
laughed at you ain't even half black You ain't supposed to have that homie let me grab that And that Flavor Flave clock we gon' have to snatch that All
her, how proud I am that I got her God, I'm a daddy, I'm so glad that her mum didn't abort Now you probly get this picture from my public persona That
drunk that you threw up all over Archie That was funny wasn't it? (Yes!) That was funny wasn't it? (Yes!) See it all makes sense, doesn't it? You and
what I'm saying? Girls don't buy him no clothes, He bought that ho some clothes!! He don't buy me no clothes, Nigga ain't got no money, no vibe, no dick