mitzubeashes) He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a three piece [Chorus- Eminem] One shot two shot three shot four shot All I hear is gunshots
with the best shot, hit me with the best shot, Hit me with the best shot, hit me with the best shot, Hit me with the best shot, hit me with the best shot
(feat. E-40) [D-Shot] Hey now baby, how you be doin? You been doin fine? You know you called me last week I got your message but I was outta state,
m a robber with blue prints to the mint Didn't leave no evidence, went back to, my residence Snatch the Benjamin's, an all the other dead presidents My
New York Tony Yayo GGGGG G Unit And I'd like to thank Game cause hes Mr. Potato Head of the year Put together gangsta, Change Of Heart ass nigga I'd like
addicted I'm dope I'm the longest needle around here Need a fix up I'm the big shot Get it dicks nuts Your just small boats little pricks Girl you think that other
addicted I’m dope I’m the longest needle around here need a fix up I’m the big shot get it dicks nuts your just small boats little pricks girl you think that other
, and a tube of toothpaste, Sometimes, It was cool, "cause I could go to a friend's, Crash there, Fool around and just skip school. But other times, I'd
me, pretty soon we'd argue And the ruder you got, the more beautiful you got to me And who woulda even knew that who woulda even thought possibly Cupid could shoot
food on the table for you and mom And at the time every house that we lived in Either kept getting broken into and robbed Or shot up on the block And
Slappin teachers, and jackin off in front of my counselors Class clown freshman, dressed like Les Nessman Fuck the next lesson, I'll past the test guessin And all the other
What goes up must come down, anyone who comes up must go down Might aswell go for the gusto now Better not let up, better not let them breathe Last shot
you're not alone [Verse 2] Being born with less, I must confess Only adds on to the stress Two gunshots to my homies head died in his vest Shot him
a gat that i couldn't shoot I learned not to trust the bitches from the prostitutes Was taught lessons a young nigga asking questions While other suckas
Look nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood Cuz ya momma still around dog, and that ain't good If you was smart you'd be shook of me Cuz I'd
chicks by the dozen (dozen) Keep a shot runnin Now I’m on a journey It take you twenty light years to burn me (burn me) If you want beef call my attorney All that other
Harry Winston set Ghost backin me Bust a shot, motored Four male in paper work Lord We get together once more before we blow this Murdered nobody Left em all baseball'd
Verse One: Jamal Taking you to the other terrain, we mash strictly for the cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team Little '
