than starter fitteds I'm from Harlem, Lenox where cars a kitted Where niggas a borrow ya gun just to rob you wit it See you could put out ya DVDs to help
Grind and get your million, that you're focused on Soon as you get some bread, here the roaches come If they have they hand out, give em no response Matter
conversation, you should know what I'm about When you look at me baby you should see a way out Out the hood, out the drama, out the Bentley Azure Out
what?} Man I got 'em all buzzin', (buzzin'!) buzzin', (buzzin'!) buzzin', (buzzin'!) buzzin', Like da-da-da-da-da-da-da! {say what?} Man I got 'em all
you've seen in high times They grow underwater that shit look like a grapevine I started out with one pill, now I'm taking ten a day Em said I need help
shit you've seen in high times Stay float underwater that shit look like a grapevine I started out with one pill, now I'm taking ten a day Em said I need help
get up yo' weight Learn how to duck the jake, stack yo' paper, then ya straight! [Chorus:] I try to help, they mad a nigga eat, Man it's hard out on
To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out) There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out
catch ya stuntin in the Bentley Coup cockpit If you a pimp why ya hoes stay outta pocket Front and find out how my P-40 glock hit "50 you need some help
say I don't look out for ya Ya know what I mean, but make sure you nigga, you go catch some jokes And you come back, nigga have 'em, and have my paper
'em all Ain't a nigga too big or too small! [blast] Chop 'em down watch 'em fall! - Watch 'em bleed watch 'em crawl! Watch 'em bleed till they gone! [
em watch me, be number one 'til I'm done! [Chorus: 50 Cent (Governor)] I try to help, they mad a nigga eat, (ooooohhh!) Man it's hard out on the street
she drop it like that, I can't help but to stare Got a nigga saying "Ohhh girl" Come a little closer, I'm trying to make you out my boo girl Don't move
bless my family and friends bless that young unguided child that just got sent to the juvenile bless my dogs on the avenue thats out there doing what they got to do help
it?s true, you ? I mean you you?ve got those symptoms, too you?ve got ?em deep inside you they?ll no longer stay I can see it in your eyes you want to freak out
retire! [Verse One: Too $hort, Eightball] From nineteen-eighty, through eighty-eight I Don't Stop Rappin like my first tapes When I was broke, I used to sell em
be talkin' about But when a bitch tell a nigga to spend some money The mothafuckas still be walkin 'em out Takin 'em home, givin 'em cheese, beggin 'em
[Verse One: MJG] Here comes the one they call the P.I. -- M.P. Straight out the cut no one can see I -- bust these Way out of touch with all them bustas