Buju Banton, Dramacydal, Notorious B.I.G., Stretch) * the word 'police' is censored on the album version of this song One time, one time nigga one time
My broken down TV, show cartoons in my living room (hey) One day I hope to make it A player in this game Mama don't cry, long as we try Maybe things change
male! ["Hard like an erection..."] ["...ain't shit to fool with"] (2Pac) Go nigga, go!! Verse One: Young black male I try to effect by kicking the
jet Niggas from tha block on tha boat now Every single one got a gun, that'll smoke pow These punks about ta get hit by tha best I'm wear'en double vest
to do me Oooh-wee! This is the life New bitch every night, never tripped off a wife It ain't right, but it's cool how they come quick Don't try to flip
me crooked in all 50 states I'm screamin DEATH ROW, throw my WESTSIDE, ain't no thang We was raised off drive-by's, brought up to bang We claim mob, M
do Now rule one -- get your cash on, M.O.B. That's Money Over Bitches, cause they breed envy Now rule two is a hard one, watch for phonies Keep yo', enemies
did that?" {uhh, uhh, uhh} Never take yo' eyes off the prize, and even if you gettin high don't ever hesitate to try Cause you can fall off or stay ballin
Pac] Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take you through a ghetto nigga's lullabye Don't cry, just ask why, and try not to die As I take
you are, One Nation under a thug and bullet scar, Young nation, no revolution and no cause, One Nation, young, black and dangerous by far, Young nation
(we won't stop) all night long 'til the break of dawn, gettin it on, Hennessy [Sleepy Brown] Ooooh, lady watchin (lady watchin) as I'm glidin by (glidin by
the curb They never try me cause right behind me your killer team I get a word cut the head off a nigga like a guillotine This Hennessey'll keep me calm
world stopped caring last night Two kids shot while the whole block staring I will never understand this society, first they try to murder me, then they
Still the only place for me that never rains in the sun and everybody got love Verse One: Makaveli To live and die in LA, where everyday we try to fatten
It ain't no problem (?) funk off (?) blow down punks with my sawed off Bust they dirty-ass drawers off and had them bitch niggaz hauled off [Chorus
plus Nobody cares what got here Touched by a angel and kissed by the Lord Praise the thug ways and I'll never be bored Touched by a angel and kissed by
L-A-W-Z) we world wide mob figgaz (for real) World wide mob figgaz (check game you little young punk) We world wide mob figgaz (all you niggaz is ??) [Verse One