I am you You are me He is she ?and they are we We are all humans so we are their people It?s time to take positive action We are all humans so we are
it out Felecia Ooh... you know how we do it, it's all about the music. It's all about the music... All about, all about the music... (Bone, Bone,
our, play our C Town, all the way through T Town Northcoast keep goin' Ready for the Midwest invasion y'all niggas keep growin' But know that I know we
a bitch and treat the bitch like shit You can't buy love, all pimps know that It's all about the way old Short Dogg macks Don't hold the bitch hand or
I'm mad These niggaz is makin' five hundred thousand dollar videos You know you sayin', they drivin' around in hot cars, Yuu know you sayin', they got bitches, they got all
All us, all y'all too, it's on shit S-O-U-T-H yeah Parkway, don't play damn damn day Get your shit straight test us and we test you shit All us, all
Gary: Right now you are down and out And feelin' really crappy. Nikki: I'll say. Gary: And when I see how sad you are, It sorta makes me happy. Nikki
The rhymes are dope, an M.C. you must listen to People say that they be missin' me and missin' you Get on the mic and let's show them like we used to
in the pen Niggaz try'na take that ass, make it their girlfriends Na' eat that meat, fold my clothes 'cause all you niggaz ain't nothing but hoes [Baby
liquor or like a shot to the rib? Plus you stay on top of they grills, stay on top of they biz Thinking n****z plotting on hairs, think they not when they
the cheaper they are, the better they are. and cheepnis in the case of a monster movie has nothing to do with the budget of the film, al H it helps.
, it get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You
get lonely on top You can hate me or love me, but now the cops the only homies he got When it's beef we eat, we win, but we ain't lonely we pop You sell
yo All my people in Brooklyn and you know we're hot, I say We don't stop, the body rock All my people in Queens and the land in between say we Don't
GARY COLEMAN: Right now you are down and out and feeling really crappy NICKY: I'll say. GARY COLEMAN: And when I see how sad you are It sort of makes
you why I'm mad. These niggaz is makin five hundred thousand dollar videos, yunusayin? They drivin around in hot cars, yunusayin? They got bitches, they got all
the grind and we been waiting To do this for the pimp and the rest of the fallen Soliders we goin hold you down wheter we ballin' Or we poor pimpin'