all about you All about you, no more lying All about you, no more crying All about you if it's the last thing you do All about you, save your kissing
to win it and plus ? paper G So make way, ?? Mack at ya front teeth Cuz when you playing with mines, you playin with yo life So don't be starting You
my props but standing on the video with Jodeci didn't know you the beat down? you had to lose to R&B sound dissin the T-O-X I cease town you catch a beat
C-U double R-Y Shit crackin all night, gotta hear it all types I'm to the pavement, my nights and days wit (uh-huh) While you stare in amazement, I'm
Or unless you're a wanna be, then you're not my cup of tea Don't make me act a damn fool, treat you like you in pre-school Cause you broke the golden
fuck in the load She like to clutch on buck, suck on nuts If I give her the word, she'll bloody your tux Dig a ditch, and muddy you up After you, then
Whether you 9 to 5, or you slang barettas Cheddar, nigga always gonna make shit better Whoever you are, or whoever you be You better keep your hands,
lied, told you that we countrified Got you all buck eyed, and looking at our clean ride If you not preoccupied, grab a seat court side Watch the show all
Right about now we got a group coming out, it's my personal favorite. These cats have the hottest selling 8-track of all times. Please, if you will, put
we'll shine on you and when you believe things cant get worse that when we'll see you through but we wont be there to use you burned your proof if you
my niggaz'll buck you Y'all niggaz is flaggin, yeah we got one too Infamous, I heard you screamin our name, whatup with you? Let me explain something,
pick, you little busta, I holler atcha (But you ain't gotta worry with that mark no mo') Why you say that, Low? (Cause I'm the funky lil brotha, yo) You kinda right But you
is in the DIRT... [Luke "Skyywalker" Campbell - talking] Let's talk about this man they call Nino Brown The black man they call Nino Brown You know
do But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it back to you Don't let 'em jack you up, back you up, crack you up and pimp slap you up You gotta learn to
about they come to hold up me North Pulled up the park, I left school and left buck Look around, look around, punk police Was about to blast with ya gun
's what we go, wanna do dreaming the scheme and know living untouchable Well it's to all you... are we untouchable, bringing the rockers to all you...
gonna become souljas Straight souljas Chorus All you wanted ta be, a soulja, a soulja All you wanted ta be, a soulja, like me All you wanted ta be,
the Marin County Sheriff department Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa Fuck you to all you
