ain't the truth, sometimes I look for proof I wonder if heaven got a ghetto, and if it does Does it matter if you blood or you cuz Remember how it was
mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you love to hate Ice cube's in the mutha-fuckin' house the nigga you
ya this year nigga, life goes on we're gonna clock now get money evade bitches evade tricks give players plenty space and basicaly just represent for you baby next time you
Oh, fuck y'all eh, fuck the judge fuck the motherfuckin' district attourney and the prosecutor (fuck you!) and fuck you motherfuckers in the jury box (fuck you
faith you got don't ever stop, just push it til you hit the top and if you drop, at least you know you gave your all be true to you, and that way you
Power.. pow.. power... Guess who's back? Hahaha, here we go It's ninety-fo', what's next? Power.. enter my world I guess this year gonna be a motherfucker
Police Dispatcher .. He's headed out a window The man with the bag is running like a son of a bitch We have people with bags running across, running
we met, we gettin' checks like [? ] You see her shinin' with diamonds, glass, a swimmin' pool All the women drool, when they see the linen jewels The way you
s a motorcycle, you better serve it And if you get a ticket, you better deserve it As long as you can say, "Man, I let em know" Then peace, you did it
chumps drive mini trucks You got a feelin, boy? Don't sleep You feel like a frog? Then leap Hah, step to me if you want to But be sure that you got a attitude And a Uzi to back you
, that's the block where I done Plucked a few dope fiends, young nigga horny Hot nuts, you know how it go [50/50 Twin] On my block, you can find my cap
Cent] Tell me how do you want it: - the knife or the razor? You running? I'm coming to get you boy! (boy!) You can hide if you want but nothing can save
hate you, you think you know me I?m tell everybody, you shot my homie I hope the police get you and you go to jail The Feds freeze you accounts, and you
You can't you tell? My road dog, under the jail Getting frustrating mail So I'm drinking and smoking Thinking and hoping This cell gon' open You can dance next
I'm Notoriousssss! Biggie ain't around now you need me alright! I'm Notoriousssss! You can chill with 'Pac, nigga in your next life! I'm Notoriousssss
and I'll make you a memory, [police sirens] The .40 Cali burn you be smokin' like a chimney! [police sirens] {DAMN! } Niggaz sick of pussy shit and me
m droppin' a shell And that's for every fuckin' time I pop and you yell Mop you in hell, you motherfuckers can't stop us You more over hype than Eliom
act, you play the bad wreckin extra Sorry homeboy, didn't mean to upset ya You wanna grab the mic, but your hand won't let ya Cuz it knows that if you