that crazy motherfucker He's just stand by the goddamn window with that fuckin' AK all day You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't, you don't do a goddamn
There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do Now rule one -- get your cash on, M.O.B. That
where to create one So will the real men get up I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up Chorus Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna
Im Lost You'll Never Know Being Cautionz If You Playa Cardz Right. [Chorus: Keyshia Cole] I Want To Be The One Who Who You Can Depend On, Who Be The
, picture me rollin Can you see me now? Heheheh Move to the side a little bit so you can get a CLEAR picture Can you see it? Hahah Pictue me rollin
[Eat a dick up] ["Stick up, stick up, stick up kids... still don't nothin move but the money" -- Rakim] Verse One: Live Squad Strugglin, jugglin, got
it up Even when we get a job, we f**king it up Like it can't happen to us I could never be a bum Yeah right, you wound up one God forbid I'm touched,
fill it up with my pump They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary Why you frontin like you really bad-ass, nigga you scary I been knowin you for years
muthaf**ka soldiers And if you believe in that s**t that you heard Y'all dont know us, y'all dont know us [Napoleon] Now I been trapped down And f**ked since day one
get you for yo' grip I know you stressed out and fed up But come out, gun-blazin, and keep yo' head up You can call it what you want to but it ain't
crazy motherfucker He's just stand by the goddamn window with that fuckin' AK all day You don't work, you don't fuck, you don't, you don't do a goddamn
picture me rollin Can you see me now? Heheheh Move to the side a little bit so you can get a CLEAR picture Can you see it? Hahah Pictue me rollin Yeah
where to create one So will the real men get up I know you're fed up ladies, but keep your head up [Chorus] Keep ya head up, oooo child things are gonna
at the church but you might be incouraged This is for the folks hurt on the block with the word See ya playing in the dirt, hoping you can get the bird
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
, kid: eeease up! [3rd Eye] Next up, time for me to fly, come on Back up, back up, turn the track up Black, I'm 'bout to blow up - boom Best to give
Ro-roll that window We have to turn around because I want to shoot you Park the limousine, in front of the swamp Then I want to shoot you dauncing on