'll even, I don't know if he'll even forgive you. And if it's love that you want, I'd trade you love for five bucks
[feat. Chip Tha Ripper & Curren$y] [Big Sean:] I do it D townn Boyyy, hey Ok, I'm smoking loudly I walk them all, I pick up that tree when it's not fall
nigga? I'm smokin' on that fresh shit [Chorus:] I got 5 on it Smokin' on that Endo weed I got 5 on it smokin' with them Clover Gees I got 5 on it Twist
22 (a 22) He had one in the chamber he never knew (he never knew) Gunz [x8] Uhh! Air 15's (air 15's), mini 14's (mini 14's) MP5's (mP5's) M16's (M16
she'll jump for joy Shit's twisted, opportunity not but I missed it Out in the park gettin lifted So now I'm sittin here shit out of luck without a buck
my niggas dem special delivery Bang ya head off to this fuckin up your memory I'll shake your cradle and rock your boat Buck 50 your face then butter
jump fa' joy. Shit's twisted! Opportunity knocked But I missed it, out in the park gettin' lifted. So now I'm sittin' here shit outta luck Without a buck
m fed up, I'll make the lead up With two up in your edge up to (get that doe) My bullets will touch you, bucka bucka And rusha, your melicular structure
[Hook] [Clay Doe:] Now I remember, since spaghetti and Cheerios I always been a youngster, out risking it for the do' For every buck I made, I wanted
can't make love In the middle of the smoke filled clubs So give me a dub for your half on the room And a buck 0-5 for your half on the Boone's So as soon
methods to switch up speeds, sure as some bitches bleeds niggaz'll feel the fire of my mother's corrupted seed Blast me but they didn't finish, (buck buck buck buck buck
I don't get no ends I'm in a bucket but I'm ridin it like it's a Benz I hit the strip I let my music buck drinkin liquor and I'm lookin for a bitch to
? Can't turn back my eyes on the prize I got nothing to lose everybody gotta die say good-bye to the bad guy that one you fucked when you passed by Buck buck
bustaz can't get none, hell no A quick flurry and he's buried with a swelled jaw I came up from the amateurs to pro hits at 5-0, so you know I take no
Get It How Ya Live Dog This Trill Year Wodie You To Hype Bitch Take A Chill Pill Quit Runnin Ya Mouth Look This Shit Don't Matter Hit You With That 4/5
Just put a little gas in my old truck That's just enough to get me where I'm going tonight And I'm done to my last buck I guess I got to spend it on