's too fast, slow it down or I quit I'm not the kind to give you a call To stop on a rap that I lead, so I pause I give you 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 If that ain'
back, to day that I said the words I love you, I'm not that kind to say that I spent my lights in the streets with beef crooks shook cats get lifted off
? And I ain't changing anytime soon I can't have you with me whenever I move Whatever I do, I come back to you See, the good attracts me and the crook attracts you
the man I am The pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer, gorilla Traits of a blow dealer, cost my fame I hustle, I'm rich, blow scrilla, I'm the torch
that I spray Remember I don't play and I don't take no disrespect in any way Gangsta - I hear dem likkle punks I see the crooked way you like to walk
sure I'm free, so when you need me I can buck another day. It's a Bone thang, better ride, ride. 'Cause what you're messin' with, you can die-die
I guess I'm stuck. Oh, fuck. Let T know I miss him much. When I get to heaven, Babi Boi, what's up? We can ride and roll, I know, without those po-
how many of us have them? (How many of us have them?) Friends, Friends, Friends, Friends, ones you can depend on? (Ones you can depend on?) Friends
You get the drop for free, look me up When you reach someone, thinkin' of someone I can hook you up I got the hook-up, hook it up I got the hook-up,
talk about friends Layzie: I can tell when the devil, I'm doin' his work and, lurkin', approachin' me like I'm a servant, but in order to prevent events
Layzie Bone] Everytime I look around it seem like Im in trouble, pressured by the devil. Lord I love You and I really trust You. Wish that I could hug You
you are? It can't be over It ain't over with nigga, what you talkin' bout? Nigga gimme a drink And tha haters can't stand it They can't believe it Bone
paid, you get the drop for free Look me up when you reach someone, thinkin' of someone I can hook you up I got the hook-up, hook it up I got the hook
motherfucking G I can see the flaws in you, you got girl drawers in you Girl flaws in you, a broad nigga! I peeped your whole hand when you came in I'
in the projects, my mentality is what, kid You talk a good one, but you don't want it Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live Or am I going to burn
you know my glock kicks, hollow tips To your body, mad toxic, I fade you, blow you with a rusty-ass razor Did you a favor, tried to wet you but I grazed
You talk a good one but you don't want it Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live Or am I goin' to burn in Hell for all the things I did? No time to
Bet a million and a half cash, I can make you explode You don?t wanna break the code, you want a day of Combs I can take you on outer limits away from