is how we ride) Up and down, French (ride); French Road, niggaz (ride) Up and down the Drive (ride); outer Drive, niggaz (riiiide) Up and down, Connors; up and down
them heaters on 'em so it's no slippin (slippin) Promote a play with show money, we were slow grippin (slow grippin) Sometimes we rock the stage and put it down (down
from a baby until the day they neva play me (Waa, throw ya hands up) From P.A.T. to yo' town, ain't no need to slow down Baby boy it's about to go down
being forward walks by us shy, caller, holler at me fool that's a cool sack but you can't loose black too fast straight from the ton and down the prove
? Do they do the same shit when the defendant face is white? If white boys doing it, well, it's success When I start doing, well, it's suspect Don't
get you Play, fullback strapped like a fuck, war at The black, Carlo Gambino's stash house in Hackensack Pack capsules, Green Bay 'em lay 'em down like
My Hood Chorus [Killah Priest] 'cause outside there's a Cold War And inside niggas waitin on their road call When friends, dies niggas ride for their road dogs Don't
perfect method Where's the love? Somebody tell me Where's the love? Because we want to know I remember everybody I loved, everybody It wasn't always player hating There wasn't
get a 100gs think he went down [Incomprehensible] in the game, it ain't fair And thangs ain't the same, they change it ain't fair Real niggas there doin' dey time and ain't
is all I expected My mother didn't give me what I want, what the fuck? Now I got a glock, makin' motherfuckers duck Shit is real and hungry's how I
At the local neighborhood saloon And some cat kept dropping quarters down in the jukebox Playing all the favorite tunes And back by the bar playing
and overnight parties Butt naked bitches in the hotel lobby I plays the bar 'coz they don't charge me Plus niggaz like thongs to bras in white T's Outside it's
from Yale How the cops can't hold me, my name is bail She tryna get up now, and zip to white-on-white Uptowns to that white from Uptown that got her
it You ain't that tough ya Choose the right friends You ain't that tough ya Don't make your life end Come with it White kids, you living in the whitest
your gat Your dick on hard, from fuckin' your road dogs The hood you threw up with, niggaz you grew up with Don't even respect your ass That's why it's
under covers and fake friends It's real how them penitentiary bars'll break men It's where you live, it's where you play It's where you learn your favorite
head That brother took the alley (I followed him) he's dead He's datin yakos alli (she's awful) gives head Say what? your coat is red, he's just a white
candy apple sitting on normols Them niggas don't wanna see us come up So fuck them marks for the legit ballers for the world blow up Its ain't no sold