da-da, I know you so real You so real, Screw you yeah [Chorus: Ronnie Spencer] Screw is so real, it's hard to stay strong Cause one day you here, then the next day you
yall we confess yall love the curency don't you playa hate Love the game you can't worry me, you can't worry me [Chorus] [N.A.R.D.] J P, J P Everybody
it been you touchin on the paper Get you left in a dumpster thats what you get for playin punkster When we come to pump ya [N.A. Sean] Want me to tell you
I'm dope, and the others say I'm bitching No crowd can avoid the D-O to the C When I'm P-E-R-F-O-R-M-I-N-G On the stage, see the simple fact is I engulf
that I claim [CHORUS:] Yo, the city is mine (which one?) T-O-R-O-N-T-O D-R-A-K-E that's me You know how the story goes Pull up, range rove, yo chick,
possession, servin' O's no question P's is what a nigga pop on these heffers My Q's nigga i stay on em' nigga R you new I put that on the S it ain't
, if you a D or a C-cup You can even be a B, it's just me and D-R-E You'll be in the E-R, we are strapped with so much T-N-T We may blow, no, not even
spread my wings and I flew You gave me a reason to fight, I was on my way to see you You told me nah Dudey, you're not layin' on that table I knew I was
you grinding keep grinding, cause ain't nothing in life for free I'ma be a G-A-N-G-S-T-A, till the day I D-I-E g'eah [Hook] [E.S.G.:] What you know
on gladly I'm Shaq or Stoudemire, you a black Shawn Bradley nigga [Hook x2] [E.S.G.] E's for E.S.G., that's self explanatory Every hit you ever had,
G-O-L-D-E-N G-O-L-D-E-N G-O-L-D-E-N Wake up boy Get ready Double R is getting upset By the way, I'm Kelly I'm the oldest student in town Make sure you
Engraved to me like a dead nigga name on a bitch neck Select one more three and you get a nigga like me The S to the E to the R to the V Believe in this
Hoovie's what they call me, keep 2 clips for my N-I-E B-B-N got my back, cauz all them thug niggaz on the track Bustin till we D-I-E, skullhead baby R
Lil Boosie This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie Holla a bay bay One eighty seve(n)'m two eleve(n)'m on my side of town E'erbody ridin
Bechir is the name got fame of the game the hood cat black now suck on that now I'ma ride Ride RIDE R I D E R I D E [Talkbox] The freaky tail in the
paint this shit, stay on that gangsta shit You see the life we live, we on the murderous shit And every time we breathe, it's Murder I-N-C You know it
to live it Niggas you could call us M-U-R-D-E-R-S We put souls at rest and shoot up caskets We dangerous Fuck with INC you gettin touched Cuz niggas We
links No need for a shrink [N.E.R.D.] Ay yo, ay yo the whole world gets hot When they hear this Neptune talk N.E.R.D. we levitate when we moon walk