and run Got about fifty gungs, and I love all of 'em the same - bang bang! Damn baby girl what's your name? I forgot - what'd you say it was? Damn a nigga
lawn We're confusin' to you while I'm using you fools All abused, find us sort of like a mystery Wonderin' how in the hell you keep losin' Check how
, High Pressure Brains On That Kim On T.V, See You Can See Hell On 3D, Its Right There Dawg, And The Game Behind The Desert Is A Nightmare Dawg, If Its
right beside you, We can both rot, angels lying over my head, but the devil's inside yo' box, You wanted my shine then I gave you ice, Gave you a second chance then you
rag unless you like the way it taste" should I kick you in the cunt?, no? so pass the blunt she bend over the bed and said "yo, do what you want" So I
a break, what world do you live in Death is my sect, guess my religion Yo my brother was a gang banger and all my homeboys bang I don't know why I do
Man, you the flyest nigga I seen in my life! Yo man, I just wanna roll with you man, How can I be down? What's up? You say you wanna be down? Ease back
I lost the cops, then I ran to his door, bang like a ring or two He said "Solo, hey man the cops are looking for you" I said, "Thanks to you the base
God I pray you hear homie This is Chris your son praying feeling so lonely My life my world My nightmare stuck here won?t turn Can you relate to me? Probably not You
on the rhymes, shoulda been Memorex But, you forgot, you's an amatuer Mystery worshipper, yo I prefer I mind you, tease you, who's the boss? Sucka amneisa
you flip alittle but you smoke it too and when you go against me you suppose to lose when we erase you ya wife,and kids suppose to move bang bang motherfucker
much coke you move cause I know you flip alittle but you smoke it too and when you go against me you suppose to lose when we erase you ya wife,and kids
there's something you forgot! You forgot about the house, You forgot about the ring, I remember everything, I just wanna hear you sing, I remember the love, right after the fights You
day You called me "Butta", I called you "Babe" My momma asked about you, my partners did too I know your daughter will be so amazin' like you and I know you probably wish you
mic and battle for fame like Bug's and Daffy While you live trice- I give life to the dead and make the corpse bleed Flip raps you couldn't catch if you
heart, body lost in their mind So go back to the start, back to the passion the past You are not gonna find the man that you are If you cower in the face
do, na na na ah, ooh You might not ever get rich, ha Let me tell you it's better than digging a ditch There ain't no telling who you might meet A movie