and prove to me You have what it takes, have what it takes As we take the stage, I look for your eyes As you sing the words about how we made it through
of these winners and lords So bare witness to some biblical shit As a cold wind blowing this world ain't gonna know what hit it He did it, he made it
With Lustful Enmity Cast A Shadow Upon Its Feet Deluded Into Everything It Doesnt Need The Aging Process Takes Its Toll Pale White Skin It Shall Adore
opponents I had to get up on it Kinda higher due opponent It's kinda like a bank Cuz she know she wants to loan it Shout out to my ranters Who kick it in Atlanta What
Bling It don't matter what you got, it's what you do with it It don't matter what you got, it's what you do with it It don't matter what you got, it'
the night She knows what she wants and she gets it when she wants it She knows that you want it She's got it, so she flaunts it So, get up on it You know
what was best for us Just let it show (Rest where you ought to be) (Block out your misery) I’ll bring you far (Wait for the call) Well I’ll go for it
I'm Dreamin' I Kno That There's A Better Way Cause I've Seen It Lord This Faster Money Is So Convenient And I Need It Say I Need It [Verse 2:] C.A.R.
The Same Thing You Can Take This Rap Shit From Me I'll Find Another Game Don't Get This Shit Confused Nigga This Was Never My Dream Been Through What
, can't recoup I'll be damned if you get more points than me Sell more joints than me Steal your faith, take a puff, inhale my name Smoke on it, shit, choke on it
snatch stacks up from silly men Cursed by the wicked gin, keep peepers blue-fenced To my nested kin, I leave some Japanese yams What? What? What? [Chorus
taste it This shit makes no sense to me What does it all mean? I can almost taste it I can almost save it This shit makes no sense to me What does it
I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really want (So tell us what ya want, what ya really really want) I'll tell ya what I want, what I really really
than crisco, your hood, yay area b-tch just call it Frisco so listen up, tell me, stop talking sh-t though, Silverado sittin on thirties i call it tip
call it coca cola I'm just practice posing face is shaded in black Is dominating as my color the massive attack Right now i hit it kick it flow smooth
say... Keep it On, Rockin this beat, Ya'll You don't stop Keep it On You know I got Ya'll [T3] Counterfiet niggas be runnin Tryin to to take shit or
Ay, go smoke yo' weed, nigga Yo, go drink yo' forty motherfucka It's Brick City dawgs over here We gon' take it down like this, yo, D-Don, Don It's
one, no matter if you like it Here take it sit down and write it I - am - number one Hey hey hey hey... What does it take to be number one Two is not
