no thugs While im at it tell Young Buck gimme some white gloves So I can cover my fingerprints in ya blood I need a get away car you can put it on dubs
petrified to put 5 in ya chest Cause, we Certified Gangstas Stash the mill' in the house And I kill in the drowt That's the chill, when I pump, get it
G-G-G-G ... G-G-G-G-Unit I thought all that beefin was over man Squashed it man, been there done that Somebody had to gon' on and fuck it up [Game] No
New jersey devil hahaha dont worry about me i aint no body im jus go come sit down o..a... by there n then ima get the fuck outt yo way so u can goo
[The Game] (State your name gangsta) The Game (Where you from nigga?) Westcoast (You gon' hold it down?) We always do around this time [The Game] I
his thing DPG still poppin, I got California love fuckin bitches to that Pac shit, And westside connection been had it locked bitch, I'm in the rear view
It's that, it's that, it's that, it's that... chronic, chronic, chronic, chronic It's that, it's that, it's that, it's that... hydrolex, drolex, drolex
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an slip me yo digits, an if you get it, if you cool then you wit it, later on you let me hit it, now wisper in yo ear is it cool to what? What I'm really
em hold the gasoline she lit 'em ain't gonna ever have to ask did she get 'em that's all TRU won't you won't do let it be known guerilla warfare niggas
we reach a hundred million cartridges we ain't finished Bitch shoot yoself in the head, if you can't take it cuz we gonna represent it!! If I said it, I meant it
to get it Can he hit it, then quit it To try to survive and stay alive It's a everyday struggle,every day hustle You can see it in my eye, but I don't
could love or hate it nigga wanna see Silkk incarserated they complicated, contomplated that's why I can't be faded I hate it they sucked up they mad that I made it
sometime I'm in all black, y'all wanna go to war with us, wit you knowin' we all strapped!!! Fuck it, pop it, don't stop it, cuz I drop, by no means,
know about you but dis its cool to fuck actually it being night my whole life its cool to fuck ? brand it and sand it what plan b so let get let me hit it
a club rock now they violent, gotta get it rowdy peep game gotta Benz, Lex Luger in or out it don't hate me, the money don't make me it's gonna take
it was ruff some times but it had to be enough trippin' on Cess go hand your back and pass the weed I ran wild deep in the game off of change nigga bitch
I remember stealin' junk food out the neighborhood liquor sto' Sittin' back remeniscin' on all the things we had Even thought it was rough, it never seemed
