fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed Boy ya can't fuck with this, You bust caps at my Regal and ya missed Boy ya can't fuck with this
my back runnin off with lip But I got somethin to kill that, though I'm a real rap pro, bad bro, so now you know (The TR 808) (Straight, straight from the Bronx) [VERSE 2
aimin for me Yo.. (yeah, uhh, yeah) I guess you niggaz told me right and exact Shak, shak, right in his back I might just crack while I'm writin this
delivery!!! Ladies and gentleman, Keith Murray aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!! [Verse 3: Keith Murray] Yo! This for my niggas dem special delivery Bang ya head off to this
I all I ever do is out of need, never greed No wonder I'ma fiend for the weed I'm hopeless [Chorus: x2] I'm noticin' that I'm hopeless, only roaches
to make so why hate, let's all get this damn cake I ain't having that cause I ain't the one, I'ma show you how to do this son I rap for fun, and make
Kyle, Poppy) [talking] Yeah, this one here, is for my go getters This guerilla music, go get your scrilla music [Hook] This ain't the limelight, this
(feat. Lil O, Tiny-T) [Chorus x2] All, you fake ass hoes Y'all need to leave, leave me alone [Tiny-T] You hoes out there still playin games You niggas
name She was on dang-a-lang, cause I could rap and I could sing And I could tell she was lame, to this grown man's game [Hook x2: H.A.W.K. & (Lil' O
Afraid 2 Come On And Talk About It See When He Put His Hands On That U Way Mine As Well Did 2 Me, What He Did 2 She Cuz Oh, I Had To Kill Him Baby I
that im on I know I ain't far from prison I'm trying do good but it's money in my vision Lord listen. Verse 2: Ok I usually don't do this well ok I'm
It's killa Cali, the gangsta rap capitol And rollin' through my 'hood, boy, you better duck for the ??? True gangsta niggas... And boy, they quick to kill
streets is tricky in these parts here You don't know how hard this is here The streets need this shit here [Verse 2] I walk rappers through the Killa
put it down on the town Even though all the hatas being around I still clown With the sound that will keep you pumped I'm pushin' nothin' but this 11/
Now you drown in your sorrow and I'll just disappear. [Verse 2] Tearing all your pictures up All that's left are wasted memories of me and you. And this
next week, little bastards Ya'll cats think I'm playin' with this rap shit I'm here to take it to the top, you fuckin' faggots [Chorus x2]
nigga, this ain't no joke Took me to the crib, laid me on the bed Before a nigga fuck', yo, I got some head (What?) I knew this was a rich lil' whore
All we need is another life lost in The system that's designed to hold us back Get off the heroin and the crack! All this shit is so confusing You can
