me And that's my word… Forget the thug in your life, When you need a little love in your life, Call me… Позови меня в любое время суток, Ты знаешь,
no; you shot me down, shot me down I said that you?d be sorry You still replaced me Oh yeah, you shot me down, shot me down Call me up just to say what
me But no; you shot me down, shot me down I said that you?d be sorry You still replaced me Oh yeah, you shot me down, shot me down Call me up just to
, pop, pop, pop that's four cousins shot I got grudges, let's discuss it my mucis needs no touch ups I got a long record of fuck-ups trust me, you don
(Intro) She shot me, she shot me, Bang, bang… she shot me. (x3) She shot me, she shot me, Bang, bang. (Get out the way, yo) (Verse 1) Ahh… there she
my name ain't Joc The money don't flip then the block ain't hot If she don't scream your name then your game just shot I gotta couple reasons you can call me
) (x4) (Sean Paul) When I hit the GC, my money buckled ?? These hoes shakin' they ass, but they ain't shakin' it for free Lookin' dead at me, finna' get me
bought her a new gun See when she catch this nigga she gon' do somethin Not fight, but shorty gon' shoot somethin But she never got a chance, a change of plans Shot
get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo, you better No more games, I'ma change what you call rage
me, differenciate me, From these phony, little fishy and sissy fake g's, Skip over the huggy bear, and all the kissy face please Initiate phase 3, missy now service me, Take another shot
brain Watch the wood grain, don't want no cum stain Bitch you listening tryna' turn me down Slut I'm talking to you, turn me back up Are you insane tryna talk over me
brain watch the wood grain, don’t want no cum stain bitch you listening tryna’ turn me down slut I’m talking to you, turn me back up are you insane tryna talk over me
bubbles Attitudes immaturing, double shot of bacardi party Vision is blurring, waa hooo I can't see shit My words get to slurring Uh oh, you can call me
odd motherfuckers who just happened to meet at the right time What a coincidence it is, cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens, I still remember the call
drivin a black Mitsubishi) He tried to run so Proof shot him in the knee wit a three piece [Chorus- Eminem] One shot two shot three shots four shots
the shark Ain't gonna do nothin but piss me off Lid to the can of whoop ass, just twist me off See me leap out, pull the piece out, fuck shootin i'm
crumble I will never stumble Verse #2 I love pissing you off, it get's me off Like my lawyers, when the fucking judge lets me off All you motherfuckers gotta do is set me
to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface Nickle nine at my waist, God done lost faith Angels greet me but I don'
