it If you don't do it now, you'll never get the chance If you ain't puttin out bitch, make other plans I still keep my money in a rubber band with the
eat. Youngbloodz, Trick Daddy) [intro] ohhh she got me doing what she want to now you sprung and i told you S-P-R-U-N-G now you see [x4 fading
and roll Well I met a girl And she sold me a pill It tasted like shit And it made me feel ill Watch my body Twist and jerk f21 42319g592322o 10
from the bottom of the map got a 50 round clip on the bottom of the strap (ay) [5x] I do it for the trappers with tha-tha-tha rocks and them ole G niggas
, My hands are shaking and my feet are numb, My head is aching and the bar's going round, And I'm so down, in this foreign town; Tonight there's a band
to follow my dream to play guitar and sing, now I Rhyme over beats I take it seriously I used to flow with G's it was a joke to me and I would never
a slave and he gave you a bible 400 years gettin’ our ass kicked By so-called christians and catholics But I watch ’em burn in a fire See I’m a g, that
slave and he gave you a bible 400 years gettin' our ass kicked By so-called christians and catholics But I watch 'em burn in a fire See I'm a g, that
2 door Gulardo, 160 Drop, top, 120 House worth a million and three, Dula truck, 63 g's Old schools a hundred a piece That cost me 75 g's, 65 actually
be Me and her was down But I really don't think The baby was G So we three road to Kansas Baby probably thinking we scandalous Can't even walk And we band
, for style, for sky. My band - retro band, Haters suck dick This is Big feat Backstage in street Secrets from Челябинск city My band - top band, listen
gon pop pop pop-pop that body, (Doin' that violent..) Them popo don't want beef, they want this war out on the streets with me and my T.H.U.G.'s, Bitch
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I have seen Mr. Apollo Uproot trees with his bare hands I have seen Mr. Apollo's Body building plans He's the strongest man The world has ever seen And
(Ja Rule) Where would I be without my baby The thought alone might break me And I don't wanna go crazy But every thug needs a lady (Ja Rule) Girl it
Late at night, things ain't right A million thoughts, running 'round in my head Closing the door, don't wanna hear no more Made up my mind, everything
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in depth if you boys really real enough This is la familia, I'll explain later But for now, let me get back to this paper I'm a couple bands down, and
