Don't tell me you don't know that, uhh, I'm the shyit Now you better watch ya girl mayn, I leave with ya bitch I ain't [unverified] these hoes, man
your mouths It's just the real niggaz ain't buyin that shit y'all put out [Verse 2 - Obie Trice] Doe Rae Me, but we don't sing motherfuckers So Murder
ti-da Don't blame me 'cause you lost your boss's spot Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac Don't make me, too hot
da Don't blame me 'cause you lost your boss's spot Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa Ja quit playin' knock it off you're not 2Pac Don't make me, too hot and
try to push me thinkin they gone put me in a position to pickle me yall tickle me pink, I think I'd just rather have pink tickle me Hickory dickory
i'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause i don't have to You can run your own mouth, i don't care If you get too close i'm gon' clap you it
what i'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause i don't have to You can run your own mouth, i don't care If you get too close i'm gon' clap you
these pussies try to push me thinkin they gonna put me in a position to pickle me yall tickle me pink ,I think I'd just rather have Pink tickle me hickory
Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Niggas Know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you
what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You could run your mouth I don't care But if you get to close I'm gon' clap you
numbers left of the decimal I done fucked up movements like cerebral palsy You don't know me, don't pause me - I'll throw lead at you Mean I earned e'
don't even know And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do' If you ain't with the program
a real nigga for ya [Chorus: 50 Cent] (2x) We the realest nigga 50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga Biggie yo nigga
checkin her She's 21, my rim size older than her TWENTY TWO'S [50 Cent] Niggas say they want beef But when they see me in the street They don't slow
he got, And he ain't did none of that shit he said he did, And I ain't got time to be talkin 'bout this shit, (fuckin' faggot) [chorus - 50 Cent] I
don't like me It's not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me It's not likely
nigga, dump that This is serious, these rap niggas, I'm just havin fun with it 50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat [50 Cent] My son ask "Daddy why carry a gun, you ain't
You know it's me when I'm cruisin' through your motherfuckin' hood And shit nigga, Don't try to act like you don't know it me And shit, You know what