for you You say that you?re sorry And there?s no need to worry But we both Know that?s just not true What happened to you Made you this way And there you
Скит: Ее, прошу простить, парень! You know what's gonna happen when I grab the mic-mic, да! Ты не пройдёшь парень! Cause when I rab my blackin animal
for you (come on) People poppin and locking, breaking and rocking. Everybody knows there ain't no stopping. Come on ya'll get on the floor, we're gonna take you
] Rock star, rock star (rock on) Rock star (rock on) let's rock-n-roll! (rock on) I got ladies that love my ladies, haters that hate my haters I'm
you get too drunk on power and your drive get reckless Check it, MC's in my face after I slug you then I hug you If I gotta dead you know it's only
'll ever find Nickee Coco Nickee's mother asked Miss Colvendom in tears "Margaret tell me what on earth I've done To deserve losing my sweet beloved one? What
Yeah you know, yeah you know Yeah you know, yeah you know Yeah you know, yeah you know Yeah you know, you know, you know Girl, we rock and we roll And you
I love you, I love you Yeah, I'm begging you, don't you leave Yeah, I'm begging you, don't you go You've got my heart, you've got my heart You say you
love you, I love you! Yea, I?m begging you, don?t you leave, Yea, I?m begging you, don?t you go! You?ve got my heart, you?ve got my heart! You say you
flat on my back with my legs wide open". "Clementine says to me what's the matter with you ain't you got a vas." I will never forget it you know. Yet
On some arsenal shit Jim Jones is the capo of this You up next my nigga just let those cartridges spit (BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT BDDDDAAT) Yea nigga you know whats
make you stare her down You betta get your shit together, you running out of time Something on your mind, you need to stop lyin' You ain't balling like her, you
you, don't you leave, (Why you wanna go and leave, babe) I'm begging you, don't you go You've got my heart, you've got my heart, you've got my heart (
m puttin' hands on 'em One hitter, quitter, bob & weavin', karate stance on 'em Dance on 'em, ran on 'em, and land on 'em Put my brand on 'em, stand on
t you let up one bit on these motherfuckin suckers you're a soldier +GET UP+ STAND UP FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE IN, LONG AS YOU BREATHIN THEY JEALOUS OF YOU
, they love they pops Yo pun, pick me up, come to queens with us You know you came up, what what makin it happen from rappin on the corner and now you
'm on the Throughway My belt's in the crib on the floor by my two-way Now I'm try'nna hold my hammer up, and my pants too If they don't kill me, they
like you having to depend on me You're kind of my prot?¦g?¦ and one day you'll say you learned all you know from me I know you depend on me like a young