the place that they've seen ain't been the places that they've been me me me me me and you me me me me me and you, me and you you know you never stood
place that they've seen ain't been the places that they've been me me me me me and you me me me me me and you, me and you you know you never stood
of beer And somebody said "Throw your hands in the air, It's a stick-up" and put the gun to his head And said, "Make another move and you're dead" Now
people wanna say what they gotta I like to stay So they count on me to be later the way they threw me You see the realest rapper alive you niggas live through me
to grow They started tripping on me, busting and flipping on me So I had to front and say yo, true, stick it on me I started smoking to prove I'm an adult
with me Where we, so used to hard times and casualties Indeed, it hurt me deep to have to sleep on the streets And haven't eaten in weeks, so save a
in) [MC Serch] Come in, to my cribbo, no reason you'll say ditto No tea and crumpets, not servin you no vitals Little one sit, I'll kick to you a fable
you was born and bred You grew up smart or you wound up dead Things moved fast, but you knew the scoop And your savior was a rhyme and a beat and a rap
. That way you can handle yours, and I can handle mine, and when you wanna meet you just drop me a line. But hold on, wait a minute, see now you tweekin
20s and crishtoff [Verse 10] Go real glistens These chicks, call me Mista Cleana A firecracker, big ballin, it's something you've never seen I'm sippin
coming from you know he turn, he aint bullshitting cause you know the way they're doing brothers down there this aint right you know what I'm saying but you
Word iz bond [Repeat x4] On and on, Word iz bond. On and on, Word iz bond. [Chorus:] On and on, Word iz bond, We be chillin' to the break of dawn, And
some grown shit "Hey, you with the sharpie and BM! " Did you foreplay the gm Or you carpe the diem Warplay the porn game Wanna get the sure way Well the
I' saying Up in the hills (ghetto memories) Riding Ferraris, Rolls Royces You know, doing good It's lonely at the top And if you get to thinking, heh You
I survived a busted condom and swam through a douche And planted myself in fallopian tubes So I exist as the result of a broken Trojan And implosion
you bent But God damn homeboy, where all the gin went? J-Ro! (Yo I believe that's me) (Say what?) You up next on the Hennessy [J-Ro] And once you hear
Come attackin to your forehead and slowly make you respect it and then inject it, into your system, and when your veins start pulsatin, showin you Loot
