cream, to buy Ellene a dream house She no longer fiend out y'all, Outlawww [Napoleon] Another lonely ni**a with a 12-gage pump with a 12-hour rush to run and get
me a gun) (Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?) From Compton to Jersey (I'm gonna buy me a gun) Gettin' it real hard ni**az in Michigan, (M.O.B ni**a, M.O
get my props for 2Pacalypse O.P.D. -- what??! When this album come out, niggaz can kiss my ass Did you think I'd fall? You think you could stop a motherfucker
a hoe! there u there u go, acting like a hoe Acting like a hoe, acting like a hoe! See tha word on tha streetz you're a....hoe just a groupie on a
Now it's true I got love for you only to a certain exstend ni**as ain't worth s**t Cops and ride d**k permits I heard this and heard that About them O
ve been his name Jimmy never pulled a punch He was a fightin' machine Yeah he was he was a fightin' machine Now I recall one night at the Sugar Bowl That's a
s juss a misdemenor. [Verse 13: Eclipse] I'm crackin backs like a chiropractor come see a Cydal factor get off yo block when rifles splatter come across wit a
a C.F.A. crooked cop came I-LL-A everythang went on thugs in the O-A fuckin' K they, know the A they ended D the enemy and these house niggas, and peckerwoods
more guns - I'm D, man! (YEEEEAH!) [gunshot] [Chorus: 50 Cent] I put the work in the chips; yeah, I'm 'bout that! I put a hole in a nigga; yeah, I'm a
get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script
That's a real nigga for ya Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say She don't give a fuck about
t wanna talk about the bullets in my a** Spike Lee don't like it that my money come fast I hate it when a n**** get to countin my cash Now I can give
he's with But it ain't my fault you're a little bitch (Without yo click) Nigga run with the quickness (Get away quick but you'd best not slip) Better off with a bianca than get
This shit's comin' from a mile away Don't make me shit a style a day Lend of shots to your block, till the corners throw their ride away Ain't weezin
and get high, sip,serve And let the freaky shit up out And suck the skin off a nigga dick I's a playa, I's a never had to trick Stupid fuck put the game
kept cookin' What's up with that? Invitin' me to sit down, and said she'd be right back I poured a glass of O.J. and pulled up a seat Angela came right
O.D.- Charity C.O.D.- Charity - no charge C.O.D.- Charity - no fees C.O.D.- Charity C.O.D.- Charity - she came - she saw - she conquered C.O.D.- Charity C.O