You bitches pathetic, you niggaz polished synthetic Cake mix and flour, make up your genetics Call the paramedics, shit's about to get hectic Fin to light up
commit, theyve got me locked up for admitting defeat, so lets hope tonights the night my heart forgets how to beat, only you can save me now, but you
like what up with the butter shut em down like dp'z move on your infantries strategically we touch ya and rearrange your frame structure you need security you
me freely like diarreah [rasberry sound] I don't wanna be a playa I been, in the game way before you came So I'ma be here when you ghost, you ain't suppose
thangs that a Thug goes through And still I rise so keep ya head up, and make ya mind strong It's a struggle every day but you gotta hold on Chorus
All you niggaz on the block tryin to test me Best wear a vest or get open like, sesame I'll run up on you mad deep; while you're tryin to sleep I'm steady
] I came for the party to get naughty get my rocks on eat popcorn watch you move your body to the pop song that I'm singing dinga linging funky beats
ass now you stressed doin' fed time, and its a bitch cause the judge gave you 8 years, you doin 6 and we know that you can't hang, you a trick rolled
relax to my rhyme If you lack the knack then you're phony This jam is for members only The issue is how I'm gonna get you You chose me, cousin, I didn't choose you You
my rhyme If you lack the knack then you're phony This jam is for the Hustlers only The issue (Damn!) is how I'm gonna get you You chose me, sucker, I didn't choose you You
Get up everybody, it's time to sway OK Greg Nice is on the mic with no delay Get up everybody, it's time to sway OK Greg Nice is on the mic with no delay
The bitch could have helped you get rich, but she sold now you heartbroke, that's what you get for lovin them hoes An ill flow with no beat, is incomplete
" - G. Dep (Repeat) [Verse 1 - 50 Cent] You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide Either way you go against me, you still gon die I got four
beat) Runnin from pimpin...bitch you need to run TO some pimpin Wit them cheap ass payless shoes you got on hoe You still aint figured out what a hoe supposed to look like Look at you
One at a time get out and take off your shine Did you ever think that you would be this rich? Did you ever think that you would have these hits? Did you
this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high
