time (NO) It's no games when I do my thang I put it on you like whats my name, (whats my name) You cant hang believe you cant, but you in tha right place
this time (NO) It's no games when I do my thang I put it on you like whats my name, (whats my name) You cant hang believe you cant, but you in tha right place
Pop the trunk, my goons, high noon, out to lunch The D&G bag? That's where the weed stash Keep cash, breeze past, fuck y'all, eat glass My tank on full
black market, we black made We hit shit out when it rains Would you come down and catch my train? Would you run down and play this game? Check my coat
bring my mail. Bring my maaaaaiiiillll, bring my mail. My mail. (My mail, my mail, my mail) You can bring my maaaaaiiiillll, bring my mail. My mail. (My mail, my mail, my
let him see my face and then I send him [Hook:] I'm a gangsta, pussy niggaz better stay up out my way Frown on my face, I'm holding my AK Handling bidness
check out my melody! [Tarzan shouts] You fuck around I catch a felony... Now! - Che-che-che-che- check out my melody! {LET'S GO! } [Chorus:] Since a
hits no more Ha, didn't know I had your block on SWAT? I'm CIA, y'all nuttin' but beat cops I rock like my ma's mean, name is cocaine Place you on my
em in the casket dead Across the wall, the shit is hurtin my head Fed's talkin, they watchin me in the bed tearin my broad up "That dick is kinda small, my
turn this fucking place to Beirut in a day So hey wouldn't you say I'm the shit, Couldn't agree with ya more fuel to say to my fucking shit doesn't stink
I need more Vicadin for Everybody's pissin' me off; even the No Limit Tank looks like a middle finger sideways flippin me off No shit I'm a great danger to my
, i wish I'd been aborted My pockets got a shortage Everything I wanna floss I can't afford it I'm tryin to sell a O', my pops tryin' to snort it My daughter
need more Vicadin for Everybody's pissin' me off; even a No Limit tank looks like A middle finger sideways flippin' me off No shit I'm a grave danger to my
my every want and need Hey boy! You're always on my mind We need to spend more time Cause no one else can touch my heart and mind [Verse 1] She look
in 215 Crazy buddhas in my mind My Chattanooga champ had me late for the camp And my 202 keeps me marvellous I guess Mars was my hideaway But if the stars
of a scrub like you Who don't know what a man's about Can you pay my bills? Can you pay my telephone bills? Do you pay my automo' bills? If you did