nothin' like a gangster party baby et mes home boy sapй a la John gotti baby des big boss la classe est flashy baby it's ugly, it's getting nadty baby
Z's seaman on my pen That's A.I.D.S. to the ill L.A to the Chilly East coast steal them W's that's raised up for real Fellatio fetish broads know
with single-edged razors Cold street INTELLIGENCE, O.G.'s and REBEL MEN Grip quick, cock squeeze and LEVEL MEN to SETTLE IT (From L.A. to) B.K., from B.K. to (L
And its forbidden to even mention on what your life is riskin' Gettin' fold, now whether you know, see you S.O.S Put an S on your chest, see it ain't
What's happening nigga? Let's get it, ay Ay, let's go [Young Jeezy] Red paint, inside's peanut butter (peanut butter) They seeing me, but I don't see them
you now that she's gonna be fly Be fly (Drew) 1st class chic internationally known that's crazy you could be that lady to roll with me and it's you that
this for them bunnies up at Denny's From the north, east and west, but when It comes to them trailers in them South Parks Muffle it, cuz homie that hood's
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with hennesy, Got drunk then I finished he I'm every nigga's favorite arch-enemy. Physically
the skill as me saying they wasn't feeling me on "Nobody's As Ill As Me" I'm tired of radio stations telling fibs Tired of J-L-B saying "Where Hip-Hop
demon is here, steamin this year I rip [*mystikal's*] voicebox out, scream in his ear (ahhhhhh!) It's not a gimmick bitch, it's an image I live it Give
's tha use Unless we're shootin' No one notices tha youth It's just me against tha world baby Chorus Ooohhhhh Me against tha world It's just me against
here... [Storm] We Outlaw Ridahs, thugs til we die, sistas gettin' they groove on... [2Pac] Call me a muthafuckin' trouble maker, send me to jail, but watch me bust on L.L
set them up, Just set them up, Just set them up tonight (then down), 'Cause I just set them up, Just set them up, Just set them up tonight, Then down
shopper Mad at me, I think I know why Niga you's a window shopper In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy Niga you's a window shopper
talk six coupe shit you only pushing a trey Got bitches shutting you down in the C.L.K For cats like you, crime don't pay You just linger in the hood, them
nigga its on ***verse 3*** ayeee, I'm the fly young kid out the L.O.U, I stay fresher than a par of them nike shoes, got my fitted, gold grill and
, yeah, left me a beautiful disaster Still love's all I see So I'm taking these pills for to fill up my soul And I'm drinking them down with cheap alcohol
