ain't worth a dime If you don't lay 'em down Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long
your hand" Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down, Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see.
Booker T's at the front door, saying it's time to go Coltrane's at the mother blues tonight, 63rd to southshore We're cruising in the Dyna-Flo Ain't no
these niggas finna snap spit it for niggas that bit it then give them the business they gonna feel it when we jack and be quick with it, be crack hit it
test me if you're tryin' to prove that you ain't scared to die. Nigga, what? Who the-, who the thugs? Y'all punk muthafuckas ain't got no nuts. I only
outlined in chalk Just relieved it ain't you, I got much love for you boo Cause it ain't nuthin that these skanless niggaz in these streets won't do
not boxin' with 'em I don't care who started it, I'm gonna be apart of it Regardless of the odds of how hard It's been many times we was outnumbered
take it, so leave you better believe it Even if your name ain't Ripley, cause Ripley don't know diddley Hit me one time, two times, for the U-AYYY-C
me hit my bird walk Watch me hit my bird Watch me do Yua Watch me do Yua Watch me do Yua Watch me do Yua Verse 2- Ain't Feelin Bezzy Wat
detroit, cleaveland ----------------------------------- now Take a look around It's the only game in town, I feel lucky tonight I ain't waitin' on love, no I don't waste no time
it's must, stay Adrenaline Rush Wonderin' why they don't be bustin' the same I'm clutchin' my thang Stuffin' in it, strokin' it down, beat the stuff up Shorty, don't
?m just trippin', there's something 'bout you though You think different and understand how I flow Got cribs on both coasts But I?m a Chicago getter You get down, but you ain't
Twista like we Chicago, hey Shout out to OPEC rolls up the five four, ho The streets of St. Louis call it survival, hey Your game ain't tight, no you ain't
all know thats tha playa way [hook] [chorus] [Lil Jon:] We runnin this bitch Ya'll niggas ain't shit We runnin this bitch Ya'll niggas ain't
and it don't stop It goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin' To the beat y'all, and it don't stop It goes on 'cause I don't stop rappin' Let me tell you
Chain broke, you ain't make a rep if ya chain smoke No cigarettes on my plane, yo Stunt ya ham bones from the game, though Put it on mine, took a long time
don't call me rude I bet they knew as soon as they saw me "Goodnight it's over with" that's all she wrote Streets like cold Chicago ain't nothing new I've seen it
women There ain't nothin' like em nowhere Century Boulevard (We love it) Victory Boulevard (We love it) Santa Monica Boulevard (We love it) Sixth Street (We love it, we love it