Steve, Big Bee) Now is you with it (is you with it) Is you with it (is you with it) Is you with it (is you with it) Is you with it (is you with it) [
nigga you will see When you awake, and you still sleep You dead you lil' pussy boy, feel me You said you was gon' muh'fuckin kill me? But you bled, guess you
It Then Boot It Shag That Back F**k All The Kissing And Cuddling Why Dont You Put My Nob In Your Mouth And Try Swalowing Sex Is A Crazy Thing Especially When You Do It With
pop it she can lock it Teddy Penderass down I'm bout to see this sexy girl In My bed She don't know what she is doin To my head Yea She turnin tricks
to turn it back Now that is that, and this is this, and if you miss, you bound to slip So watch that shit, just as they ship you, and pimp you, and dick you Takin' you
] You can call me, when you need me, I'll be right there, I'm gonna love you. And no matter what you look like, Where you from cause, I'm gonna love
of feeling sorry for yourself do something about it Admit you got a problem you brain is clouded you pouted long enough It isn’t them it’s you you f-ckin
track This the beat you hear it bangin', he produced it himself My bad almost forgot to introduce myself My name is Trick Trick, head of the Goon Sqwad
DRE you’ll be in the ER we’ll be strapped with so much TNT, we may blow no not even CPR from the EMT could help you to resuscitate you busters must be
the type to go to gamblin parties with trick dice I rob casinos, slugs, eat those You'd think it was the devil feedin you jalapenos Now you out of
Turn it up in my head phones (Coming to a ghetto near you, street fame) More Haha, coming to a ghetto near you, [Verse One] I wasn't mad until
[Verse 1] Damn baby all I need is a lil bit A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that Get it crackin' in the club when you hear this shit Drop it like its
come with more features I am whut I am, you could like it or love it It feels good to pull 50 grand & think nothin of it Fuck it [Hook: 50 Cent] If I can't do it
Head Boy, you know i will I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed I'll Whip Your Head
the bad boys The bad boys (get it get it get it) [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Get it get it get it Get it get it get it Get it get it get it
shoot you shoot 'em Don't waste time, lil' nigga just do it Any nigga out of order, must be serviced See now now you hesitatin boy you makin me nervous
is money, I rhyme on the clock And walk through the strip with a nine in the ox You seen the ice, you know it's top notch And when it comes to dice, I
this is simple, you can`t see You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P[chorus]I`m bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me If you fucking