You could cry on my shoulder, I know its hard when them nigts grow cold, stressed out, need somebody to hold you, You can cry on my shoulder Heart
[Verse 1:] Before the fights start to kick off I always used to trick off And keep her in designer bags To have her girls pissed off Ridin' with the
pound word for word i m ahead this third great rappin ass niggaz i get better each verse as we continue on infinity and beyond benz cola green gettin dolla
[Verse 1:] My home boy got life, gettin hard for me to look at em Feelin like it's my fault, judge throw tha book at em His momma call me son, his sista
[Intro: x2] Another day in the skin of a young black man, tender age of 25 Is the average life span, we rather sell dope or rob than work For the white