with a young dogg [Snoop Dogg] My nigga Slick was a gangbang motherfucking lunatic Nigga out to get a grip, sworn in to do this shit Nigga only do this
President, tell me what to do These ni**az actin up in the hood, send mo' troops (What should I do?) Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do These ni**
Troublemaker To Some People. But We Grow. We All Grow. We're Made To Grow. You Either Evolve, Or You Disappear. [Chorus:] I Reminisce On Tha Fast Times Can't Explain, Just
got my mind on makin money but you stuck on these fake bitches I stay blunted, And never fronted and I doubt if I do Cause if I do, Then I get beat up
'm under pressure, what do I do Gettin shaky when she pull the dress up, and say it's cool Should I stroke or should I wait a while, you decide If you
Legit] Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin [C-Bo] Where I can pile up my chips [Richie Rich] And niggaz call me a timer [Tupac] I been ballin
all I want is cash and thangs A five-double-oh - Benz flauntin flashy rings, uhh Bitches pursue me like a dream Been know to disappear before your eyes just
's right, fuck these fag niggaz) Do it, do it, do it [2Pac] Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers Just another lost soul, stuck, callin
I'm shot up or locked up in a fuckin' cage. Lord help me, guide me, save me! Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me crazy. Do or die. Nigga pull the
in a day It's gettin' rough collect calls from my niggas in court I recollect we used to ball now just living's enough I stand tall in the winter summer spring or
they tried me I guess they all had to die cause we tried peace I die in these streets, blast 'til they recognize Still do or die, all my niggaz gettin
my flesh, flesh and my flesh Chorus: Makaveli Come with me, Hail Mary Run quick see, what do we have here Now, do you wanna ride or die La dadada, la
gonna be alright, don't trip baby *inhales* It'll get better... *coughing* Ay do this Thug style main, Thug style When this whole beat drop we just
ask me if I'm still down I moved up out of the ghetto, so I ain't real now? They got so much to say, but I'm just laughin at cha You niggaz just don
of them dead wrong Full grown, finally a man, just scheamin on ways to put some green inside the palms of my empty hands Just picture me rollin Flossin
Gettin lost in the madness, blunted gettin tipsy Got my pistol out the window screamin, "Lord come and get me" Am I sick, or am I just another victim?
know the rules gotta do whatcha gotta do (Stay True) Maaaannnn, I don't worry about the Five-O if they start, cuz it's all about survival Just stay smart