victim [MC Serch] There it is, yo fellas man Why don't you step to the mic man? [Zev Love X] That's how I kicks it, for 80-deca [MC Serch] Aiyyo, good
pace up, but you can't get away Better behave - better be doin what I say Get your rocks off, as it's gonna beat you down Kick your face in, bring
you hate it when I show up (Show up) Tow up Probably cause you know I break a bitch and I'm about to blow up Now it's hoe season Motherfuckin' so why
Don't catch a bullet, punk, it's way hot The stage belongs to the crew that's on it So think about the funk before you say that you want it Because we
the gold kick spins [Jed] D-Loc, we need to put somethin out for these fool bitches and let em know what time it is, man [D-Loc] Man, it's like this:
I did that, in other words created it Pumped it, and the suckers, they hated it But the macks and the gangsters loved it That's why I pushed and damn sho' shoved it
me wanna hit it, I admit Got what you said stuck in my head And I can't forget it Waking up hearing (Don't stop get it, get it) Here go my number girl
y'all It's like... it's like What's it like? My microphones and glock nines Black? I'm dipped in that The beats, my mash, jam you for the platinum you have Run it
drama, you love your baby momma I hit her with the llama to get this kick There is the coke, the cash, the combo and the safe But she don't know it,
[Chorus x2: 50 Cent] I left a message for your toy, got a chrome .44 Get the message, come out and get the message It won't even be a war, no beef no
parties hella packed Hoes straight star struck Givin blow jobs in the back Bustin fat ass nuts Tell ya partners, tell ya friends Even though we thru up Fuck it, tommorow we'll do it again
see you dance I get lace in my viens an all type of loss again erasing my brain cuz my heart says love but my mind say lust and it's hard to decifer
dreams you gotta turn it all over you gotta turn it all over all over again kick the chair right down under me leave me hanging alone in misery kick
in, it's yo mama's crib, you ain't got yo own Flossin fakin' bling, Jay-z wanna be, claimin money ain't a thang U ain't gotta lie to kick it, you ain
're livin' it For the life, I would do anything Then do it all, then do it all All for nothin' All for nothin' All for nothin' Sometimes, we do it all
but this is not the time nigga this is not the time nigga its time to ride its time to ride sometimes you have to keep it calm play it low bite your
Light sticky flame right till it feel real good Getting rhythm in the middle of the night I'ma toke till I choke I never knew that it last for so long
if I put it in your pouch After shit really hurt, would you try to kick the 9th Prince to the dirt? Don't let the God surf again, she's just a flirt Like