dont die) just dont die, die, die, die you can open your mind you can fall you can fly just dont die (dont die) just dont die, die, die, die (Bun B)
your bottom hoe Now your paper comin' slow She feel like she had ta go Roll wit them rich niggas and ball with them ball-az Politic wit the willies the real shot call-az (Bun B
runnin up the zones..uproar R to the B in the pourin rain Eyes blood shot + clothes blood stained Edge draws near but i dont complain M-I-C thats my domain Bun
Doors, Candy Apple Flip-Flop Got them boppers dripped out cause my drop tip top Purple Cup, Screw Us Up, that's what keep the streets hot Don P, Bun B
u down, need a lil dough we flippin got somewhwere to go im whippin, a real life hustla whatever u need girl ima hold u down [Bun B] Bun Beater ima man
man. Catch me flippin grippin grain in the turnin lane that trunk on bang. Cause its an underground thang cause im an underground king. (Bun B) Its Bun B
gun with Short dog and Bun B This game doing time but it be back They got pussy on the market, where the G's at? Chorus : Bun B If anybody need a bitch
, me bun the sweet sensi, Keep my mind off of badmind, hypocrite, and people Who envy, Come a try to take what is mine, bwoy, de clip get Empty, Dont
u no i keep it white and i keep green like a traffic light [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Well pimpin u no who it b its Bun to that letter b 101 persent gangstacheck
(feat. Bun B) [Donell Jones] (If you want) Yeah, (If you want) Tonight, I dont want you to think about none of the problems you got going on baby (If
times like u craza dont play when the time is right we can go up in the air and go play wanna go play and stay here and love me everyday [CHORUS] [Bun B
[Verse 1] Can I get some of that CD money That platinum Master P money That Puff Daddy, Jay-Z money That Eightball, MJG money That Pimp C, Bun B money
New York we back And I ain't never been afraid of a drought Since I was 6 17 they gettin' money down south Bout it-Bout it Master P Ask the nigga Pimp C ask my homie Bun B
(feat. Bun-B & T.I.) (T.I. talking) Jim Jones what it is homie Killa Cam, Freekz Zeeky, Juelz whats happ'nin Hey 'a aye... yea yea yea 'a aye T.I.P.
dem fassy nah crew dem Yo Kardinal and Busta come to crush the liccle fool dem (Who Dem?!) The Circle Click and The Flipmode Squad reppin' da' T-Dot and B
yo we used to be you shotgun in da six hum new portorican chick with a slick bun got your rum got your rocks got your oh daddy please dont stop
shawty, do it shawty shake it uh shake it shawty do it. tear da club up (do it shawty shake it shawty, do it shawty shake it uh shake it shawty do it. Bun B
