songs written by the soul but the gangs in the suburbs among the staves screwed by the swing of blues keep on shouting don?t turn your back of history
I got Money to get back, I'm fresh off the drug drought FED's couldn't stop me, head shots didn't pop me Wouldn't lock, never got me, I'm the same player
s Money's what you can count on when your friends ain't Grass green over here Green like the kushes I got presidents in my jeans like the Bushes We don't
s move [Chorus: Pharrell] Hey mista, look at your girl... I housed her... And she gon' fuck now, don't you know that? I housed her... (Don't you know that?) I housed her... (Don't
gets weird you know the weird turn pro Your street time is limited 'cuz this band rocks it take your whole crew put 'em all in your pocket if your feelin
a pro, you should wife her; Hoes follow me, like I'm the fuckin' Pied Piper Sheena, I don't like her! - Titi, I don't want her. Rhonda, I like her, every
what you don't know Kobe? Yeah, he's real with the flow Kick in the do' wavin' the flow-flow All you heard was stop, can't take the hits no more Ha, didn't
heist went fast as the Vice Had rushed in, bussin', could you imagine this life? The streets come alive and laugh at your sorrows Leavin' your soul hollow That you fill it back
up with you boy [2x] Don't jock, don't jock, baby don't jock me I drop the hotness, baby watch me You can't, you can't, no you can't stop me 'Coz I'm
don't want to dance, By standing on the wall? Get your back up off the wall, tell me. How you gonna do it if you really don't want to dance, By standing
really don't want to dance, By standing on the wall? Get your back up off the wall, tell me. How you gonna do it if you really don't want to dance,
Thugs (Ohhhhh!) was always around And if there comes a time to pick or choose (pick or choose) My Mo Thugs won't never lose (Don't ya know your gonna
test my hood, It'll be your loss, even if you bring your clik, Get tossed and it'd do you no good, Can't fuck wid my gang no thang, And the bullets they
