the hungriest Backed by Donald Johns and that's where my money is I told y'all six weeks rich don't forget Another smash hit from my squad don't forget
wonders, see the vision Of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, you feel me? And I hope all the kids eat And don?t nobody in my family see six feet
thing though Son, don't worry about that man, we gon' do our thing nigga Yeah, I'm feelin' that let's go kill them niggas man, no doubt You wanna kill
with my pride It'll cost you, dirty money niggaz'll off you Pullin heat, throwin bullets deep, Randy Moss you It ain't hard to, six feet deep is where
age of five, I was an artist, never took the easy way Always took the hardest, now I'm twenty one and I'm almost On my feet, can't get no job, I got six
dollar straight corner to corner, Keeps my hand in the pie like little jack horner, Soldiers on my left right ready to die, Infiltraters six feet keeps
catch a slug for me Guaranteed to bleed deeply Now that's love Shit,nobody else could give a fuck If I'm tore down, from the floor down Six-feet deep
they call me I'm a love man Six feet, one weigh, two hundred and ten A long hair, real fair skin A long legs and I'm-a out-a sight There ain't no doubt
My girl is leaving town Left me here six feet under the ground They say she's homeward bound She's the one I love but she just won't talk to me When
ran from an angry god Then settled into Triple Stacked apartment row Yes the husband came next Then young children test No doubt she cared so well Fed an army of six
as well be dead I feel like the walls are closing in I feel like the walls are closing in on me Imprisoned locked up like I'm in a skin coffin Doubt
when I kneel to pray It never seems you're there And I'll admit that I do not try When it's easier to sit down and cry I'm so full of doubt Want to let
I'm like thomas doubting fingers Running the scars your wrists and side Touching flesh will make my mind believe I want to be like david throwing his
buy some more So I doubt we're going out this afternoon, oh Better hang on if you're tagging along 'Cause we'll be doing this 'til six in the morning
on a Sunday night Neighborhood superstars, cars, and broads Everybody wan' fuck a hot boy Mercedes trucks, Lexus trucks Cadillac trucks, all the best for your buck Six
z, just twenty three Lives on 42nd street, Paris, Tennessee Exactly nine hundred twenty four feet from her door to mine Seven days a week at six a.m
Dunn, see yo Check it out, check it out, check it out, yo Trife life got me thinkin' like an animal No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt, yo What can