ghoul for a chaplain. Straight to the top of the bottom in the city of lights. Baby, let's ride. Mama, let's ride. Have an itchy finger that's got
you acting like you don't know [Ca$his] Pistol play ricochet, see where the victim lay Slumped over bleeding J.F.K Hays K to your chest plate cave I ride
m set Seventeen fire yeah nigga I'm in it And when we do it bad and when we do itgood I'm so I'm so mother f**king hood(luda, luda) [Verse 2: Ludacris
to see you special to me Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be I want you to know, your special [verse 1 - The Game] L.A.X. to J.F.K. thats where
The royal penis is clean your highness Thank you, king shit Yeah motherfuckers! welcome to the united states of america. Time to roll out the red carpet
back, move 50 cent Amusement park,F 50,[Incomprehensible], G Unit Shorty you ain't gotta take ya panties off Just pull 'em to the side If you wanna ride
any day can be your day, so don't play Yay got the yay, Fame got the **, okay You scared, get the f*** out the way And pray, them G-Unit boys don't play
make you feel special Man it's easy to see you special to me Weather we lovers or friends we'll always be I want you to know, your special L.A.X. to J.F
but you actin' like you don't know ****** **** ricochet, Cashis wick-a-way Slumped over, they gon? say, similar to J.F.K O.C. come and test my way I'ma ride
Traffic Control Center I freeze MC's at maximum degrees [Unverified] from the street When I ripped apartments and the Corman suites Two and a half units
my MD shit If I don't do the number's I'll just do the alphabet A,B,C,D,E,F,G-Shit I mean G-Unit shizzle F a dancefloor man are hungry out here this is
The royal penis is clean your highness Thank you, king shit Yeah motherfuckers, welcome to the United States of America Time to roll out the red carpet
Posted up, on dis corna like whateva My chin-chilla covas, on my G-Unit sweata (Yeah!!) On Tuesdays and Thursdays they say tha vikes rollin' We see 'em ride
weed up I f**k with g-unit So yall sake get they ass lumped Your homeboy really going Through something I cant change I f**k hoes that would make Mya
Prospect And to my brother down South, nuff respect Bendecion, mija, Papi My cousins Big F, Pote, Michael and Jerome To all my engineers, Native Tongue and Flavor Unit
I'ma f**kin' ride out Then you'll bump heads wit me I'll put a hole in yo ass, you'll see That it ain't cool to f**k wit me [Tony Yayo] G-Unit, I roll