Worthless brand that holds no truth. adolescent phase i never went through. "disipline", "honor", "commitment", "integrity". reminder of who you'll never
(feat. Tekitha) [Tekitha providing background vocals] [Intro: Champ M.C. (N-Tyce)] Yeah, for all of them, let 'em know Come on, 1, 1-2, 1, 2 (turn
blaze that, graze that... next week later she be sittin on my bone, Homie I'm grown! [Chorus:] Cry Nation in da building, I'm letting you know, All
bottles bone chicks that favor Idalis and rack up frequent flier mileage Chorus: Angela Winbush Gotta let it show, I love the dough, hey I love the dough, more than you know
[Chorus] [Shabaam Sahdeeq] P, pass the baton, we mashin whatever crew want Sahdeeq Black on tracks like Dutch flashbacks Settle the score, make y'all know
been a while, now we finally got our turn to bust Bitch niggas got rich while the homie burned to dust Got me madder than a bag of fuckin sherm and dust
Give ya three lil wishes She a stone cold freak She can get a nigga right She can cook she can clean Know how to treat a nigga right Dats a 5 star bitch Red bone
counterfeit amphetamines. But wait a minute, wait, wait a minute now, what if they want to taste it? Then quickly for cash, nigga dash to the kitchen get the bread bag
we can get blitz and jam some Bone and we can jam that Street Military, nigga bring it on and nigga, know you feel me I know, I know Im real Im comin
's with mad dough, ju' know I love the dough, more than you know Gotta let it show, I love the dough, hey I love the dough, more than you know Gotta
and we can get blitz and jam some Bone and we can jam that Street Military, nigga bring it on and nigga, know you feel me I know, I know Im real Im comin
loved 'em" They say I'm losin weight, boy what's wrong wit you? I'm hungry and I'm broke, now brake me off wit a bone or two I know a nigga should be
your heart you know that they'll be a next time That your battered bones would have to explain Giving up, nothing's changing but the score Had enough
arms of the angels Hetty Green, queen of supply-side bonhomie bone-drab Know what I mean? On the road, it's well advised that you follow your own bag
counterfeit amphetamines But wait a minute..... Wait a minute now...what if they want to taste it? Think quickly for cash: nigga dash to the kitchen, get the bread bag
mix Chorus [Shabaam Sahdeeq] P, pass the baton, we mashin whatever crew want Sahdeeq Black on tracks like Dutch flashbacks Settle the score, make y'all know