going in then you gotta get out Right out, right out, right out Right out is what I'm talking about Right out is what I'm talking about Right out is
(feat. H.A.W.K, Mista Madd) [talking] Say L, hold these keys man What kind of wheels is those brah (man them boys got 20's dog, Lorenzos) Man, I ain
I'm on my campaign Some boys be sipping cristal, moet pop serving champagne Sip a fo' guzzler, straight up cause I got your muzzle People too hard to figure out
check the weave that's in that lake [Luke] Bitch, get that weave out! You dirty bitch, get that weave out! Mix say, bitch get that weave out... [Cheech
Pass the fame and let the game go rollin past Why you change, it's a cold world taught me life Retaliation proves niggaz never caught me right Say they shot me in my nuts, out
around the mic I know what it's like, a dog eat dog world but I'm a carnivore, out on the parquet floor Whether ballin, or callin out a sucker who is
food to eat When i don't have anything to eat I thank you for blessing me, with a place to stay Heavenly Father I lift you up right now dear Lord, your
with you, I want my money motherfucker Chorus (50 Cent) Yo, some nigga just shot the block up dog, word? He had the same shit you got on dog, word?
right after the Grammies And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound Like you gimme the cash and u put the hot dog
Ryders cut the shit up, like raw keys Like that from Crystal Lake and my last name is Voorhies It can happen niggas, dog keys, and still gun it down Only
styled I thanked him, I smiled then I had to be out Anywhere you go I am going to find you And every time you flow I'll be right behind you Just to
Booth Willie: "Dah, you fuckin' prick! I hope you choke on a fuckin' bottle cap, ya fuckin' son of a fuck! Eat shit! Eat my shit!" [Another car approaches
to the sickly thawed out the glacier Beggin' for the freezer burn; back every day sir! Sir, your science loves to fuck nature Sir, your right to the
out man) Asshole! (Yo man, I'm trying to help myself out right now) Fucking asked you for a Lucy and you turned me down (Dog, I'm sorry dog!) [VERSE
Yo, I'm straight rockin' it Hit the block with it, chessboxing it If I can't shoot it, I ox it And I'm reppin' for Brooklyn, tools in my rocket Broke right
me nuh talk tough inna song and weak inna bed Me a badman gyal me nuh eat inna bed Ben over pon bed like sheet you a spread Backazz all pop out di weave
Work hard for what you get in life nigger Fuck you punk nigger Eat a dick and die slow Now get the fuck out of my house You gangstas, you playas, you
for screws With Angie Mar' BLOWIN MOTHERFUCKERS OUT OF THEY SHOES, WHAT? [Angie Martinez] Comin live from the streets where some died tryin to eat