I'm a superstar You couldn't understand all the female fans and then we grew apart And I just don't get when you're acting like some other person But
hardhead, leaning in niggas brain [Hook x2] [talking:] Hoe ass nigga feel that there, Southside S.U.C. Southsi' for li', ain't no hate to the other
a gang I follow my bitch, cause she be busting rounds for Ro Unlike my homies, cause they phony than a motherfucker Even my broad, cause she might be fucking some other
Ridgemont hardhead, leaning in niggas brain [Hook - 2x] (*talking*) Hoe ass nigga, feel that there, Southside S.U.C., Southsive for live, ain't no hate to the other
Detroit to D.C. night train, Capitol, parts East. Lone young man takes a seat. And by the rhythm of the rails, reading all his mother's mail from a
the most poppin Hold crops like John on the farm, then Johnny your Fox Boxcutter clean cut stem from the PA Not your everday outcast, we outlast Used to bust a tommy
s the Patti's Dooke (Prevention against sucka M.C.'s) (Prevention against sucka M.C.'s) (Prevention against sucka M.C.'s) (And now, prevention against sucka M.C
-Date) from UMRK c. 1982-83 Ike Willis Thing-Fish voice, rhythm guitar? Steve Vai guitar FZ rhythm guitar? Tommy Mars keyboards Arthur Barrow bass Chad
what does that mean? Go Tommy go, go tommy go Go Tommy go, go tommy go Go Tommy go, go tommy go Go Tommy go, go tommy go So here, my target is approaching
walkin the water, crossin the border Shouts to Cod 2 and the crew C.O.D Let's whack these others crews like cap M-P-C's Chorus [Verse Five: Karma]
Newport and half of my weight out When they dry they bring the other half of the plate out I'm so sick wit it, spit liq' wit it I got tommy guns like
N.E. V.E.R. C.P.R. Doctor Carter are you the disease boy young money motherfucka deez theez boyz bitches you crazy weez retardz watch nina, mack and tommy
D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. D.P.G., G.C. Smash, just before you talk spaz out Hittin' the switch then hittin' the stash Before the year 2000
know shhh Infrared, off the roof, some ol' scope shhh CNN, desert men, holding the chrome with gorilla grip Sing Sing, straight convict Strap the door, C
shit get so hood nigga act tough then he gon get laid down look in my face nigga i dont play round holla at [Mack Maine] Mack Maine uh real as they come tommy
Detroit to D.C. night train Capitol, parts East Lone young man takes a seat And by the rhythm of the rails Reading all his mother's mail From a city boy
, what the fuck is that in your hand man? [What? Huh?] *fight ensues* *smack* What the fuck, the fuck I say? Aiyyo c'mere! C'mere! Motherfu... C