take it like a man But if I live, it's on again But I wanted a quick piece So I put down my piece and end up put down, deceased She put the rifle to my
lovely got these niggaz offerin they pockets tippin you twenties 'cause you cold with that shit that you do...ya mood shocked me unlike these other hoes
somebody got shot.. Oooooh, but im still here. Im still here. Verse 3: Yeah i remember, we tatted are names on our arms for fun. Writin rest in piece
Shake that thing baby don't be ashame Untame smokin like Mary Jane, God damn your body is sayin you lil fly den a plane u hotter then da other flame, Gotta piece
the garbage folder And nigga I'm from D-Block, I'm on 3, 5, 4 I keep my heat cocked and my blunt lit The mack out, take a piece of your back out Raise
garbage folder (SP) And nigga I'm from D-Block, I'm on 3-5-4 I keep my heat cock, and my blunt lit (SL) The mack out, take a piece of your back out
) Wild out, D-Block shirt inside out, Hoodie on with the all black ballushies on, Jab you till your motherfuckin face is torn, (Uh-huh) Toungue is gone, (What else?) 3-piece
said it?s nice to meet me, my chain is clear like Fiji X 3 My diamonds shine in blue and red you think that shit is in 3d X 2 The way you wanna go
in 3d Yeah, where you wanna go? Jamaica or Tahiti? Don't share you with no others. Love the money plus I'm greedy, And it's a piece of cake, I say cause
Ay bang bang(Ay) [X3] Ay bang bang(Ay) [X3] Ay bang bang(Ay) [X3] Ay bang bang(Ay) [X3] [Chorus:] You Wanna Know Wat We Say In Da ring (Ay bang bang)
know how to act. I'm sick and tired of hollerin, and fussin and fightin, ain't wit it, don't like it, don't do it, not likely. Lil mama I'm a pieces
Dis Baby 3 Evrybody Say.... Ay Bay Bay! Ay Bay Bay-Ay (Ay Bay Bay) [X3] Ay Bay Bay-Ay (Ay Bay Bay) [X3] Ay Bay Bay-Ay (Ay Bay Bay) [X3] Ay Bay Bay
chit chatter You may say I have a ego or just maybe three But none of that tough luck I take seriously It goes in one ear and right out the other
wonderin' why why ya home all alone Feenin' for the jimmy, feenin' for my love Fixed and addicted to each other like a drug Nothin' like some acid or some ecstacy I give you pieces
I just keep that piece full Fuck police ni**er I don't need rules Bring the piece like Gandhi, show him to Jesus Pick up the piece, let them pick up the pieces
't wanna talk, I just wanna beef, I don't want a piece, I want it all baby boy I don't wanna eat, I wanna feast up (?) rough piece of shit, you done weak
try is it really so rough That we must always call each other's Billy Goats Gruff Try to pull each other's legs untill the other begs We're lying to
She wouldn't a dime piece, she wouldn't a nine piece But bout a six or a seven but was real sweet But she was gangsta in other words thugged-out But