clips and skips down these fool's strip Straight to they sto', breakin they ass off something proper The gun G-O-D's pulled up, sitting on choppers Cuz you know
this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed [Verse 1:] Boy ya can't fuck with this, Ya bust caps at my Regal Now you're done-diddy-done-didddy-done And nothing
shit up out a bitch I'm a fixture having chips, been doing it for a grip Might not gangbang but I set trip I been out here 24/7 nothing more or nothing
closeup from my waist, the ? burn on my hip What you know about that? 20 deep swormin with gats Whaaat!? [Cam'Ron] Killa Killa uhh Yo, yo, yo I know
, while you laying back lavish To hell with that you know what it is, they know what it ain't And with a G you know that you can, they know that they
plus them girls wombs are deep They sucking meat, then they swallow your skeet Have you fiending for that ass, like a dog in heat He'll repeat, Big H.
mix Cause if Scoo-Young done that, she gon hit in the mix You know if I get, she gon get the dick And I don't share do', you get's nothing trick I'm pimping
again I will not sell this soul to you, it does not belong to me And there?s nothing that you can do. we say no no You know u think that we?re blind
left behind..., A room that is big and undefined, A dying light, I lie awake alone at night, And I don't care, I know that life cannot be fair, I know
the nothing city, nothing city, nothing city, We've got no history (la la la la la), This is the nothing city, nothing city, nothing city We've all got
Your mother wants to know, If you're coming home, For the three-day weekend, She says "No big deal", But is that how it feels? Your phone voice is all
The people wanted something real, Well yo here it is, My rhymes push records back like a belly button dirty rutting, I got stiff neck steady nothing it aint nothing
s (nothing for you around here) You crossed over the other side of the tracks so there's (nothing for you around here) I used to bet on you But now the bets off and you know
people wanted something real Well yo here it is My rhymes push records back like a belly button dirty rutting I got stiff neck steady nothing it aint nothing
What good is it to gain the world and in the end lose ya soul? It's foolish bro, there's a loving savior you can truly know I know you seeking satisfaction
you bound to get a reflection Like with, every action there is a reaction with your, dodgy actions you causing negative drama And if you know gods law
be happy [Marcel:] If you were mine [Marcel:] Whatcha doing with A wannabe baller Always talking big But he ain't doing nothing for ya You deserve better girl you know
