get a taste I hear your heart beating I found I wanted to eat your heart up, Chew it up and swallow And get your blood to flow Through my head A heart
matter what the Price is, I'm a tell her swipe it, This what my life is like, You know dat. Termaine What's tha hold up? Granade when I blow up, Everybody
a beach house that's, somewhere on the coast to Bunch of bad bitches that some of ya'll propose to (CLUE CLUE!) I hear niggaz talk, dummer then they
dough, I get cake Me and funeral Fab, front row at your wake [Hook: Vado] Hit 'em up, shotty blast, zipped up, body bag Fifth tucked, then what? Bullets hit your
have and hear me bruh if u pass me up ah luh I'm a beat ya ass tearin u in half and eat ya up Like any given friday I roll up to ya drive way rock u in
your heels So you best be on your toes nigga Especially on your flows nigga Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes nigga Catch me on your
wouldn't blow if George Jung wrote it I cough on the chorus, sneeze on that loose leaf Napkin Nigga my loogies eat tracks up Now while my fan base adds up
on your heels So you best be on your toes nigga Especially on your flows nigga 'Cause man they keep on checking for me especially all your hoes nigga Catch me on your
sun came up, there's only one way up hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggas get ya pay and weight up [Kastro] If it's on then it's on, we break beat
when sun came up, there's only one way up hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggaz get ya pay and weight up If it's on then it's on, we break beat
bitch niggas is listenin, The World Is Mine Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up Heard the guns bust but you tricks never shut me up Touch one of
been kitted! I'm so hood! - That's what the bitches like about me! She bob and weave she up and down she suck the life up out me. [scream] I tell you
wanna eat Cause I'll do your lil ass like Jay did Mobb Deep Yeah homie, in New York, niggas like your vocals But that song in New York, dawg your ass
cut ya In case your dumbass wanna tussle AR-15, co-exist to make the shell case muffle Scope, ?? run you're still dead Hit your calf, hit your ass, hit ya back, then your
gat to your head and remind your ass I ain't playin with you, I want my money motherfucker Chorus (50 Cent) Yo, some nigga just shot the block up dog
blood or they'll read your funeral rights when the lightning strikes it's dog eat dog when ya meet your rival in the combat zone it's your means of
lighters A sky full of lighters [Eminem] By the time you hear this I will have already spiraled up I would never do nothin to let you cowards fuck my world up
[Lil' Wayne:] Ha.. I'm.. so cool [Baby:] Yeah nigga, stand one, blow one nigga [Lil' Wayne:] Bird.. man [Baby:] I promise you, we gon' give 'em what