like child's play Catch that feelin' [Incomprehensible] Now they take our dignity Child's play Oh, yeah, their just too blind to see It seems like child's play
over empty what gifts you sent me Then you broke the last rule, frontin like we was mad cool You damn fool, come around frontin wearin your man's jewels WHOO! Play
I got that six-duce with curtains so you can't see me and I didn't even have to put tints on it I don't got the bright watch I got the right watch
up, the guns we tuck, bust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust (Black Child) Holla at us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari Black and Caddillac
Eminem] Cause you don't know me, I don't know you So don't approach me, I won't approach you And don't insult me, I won't insult you Cause you don't know
ivy honor my oldest child,daddy gone be gone a while she broke down an cried, fanna sell a couple cars quick hundred g's,a couple diamond chains 200 g's
we light green up Back to back steamer trying to relax but I can't I lean up, ain't the L or the refer that steam up, that steam up It's my head stress
trauma, blunt You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' brag
I beg for God's help, why they love hurtin' me? I'm your disciple, a thug certainly I'm the N the A to the S I R If I wasn't I must've been Escobar Forty
Bone] Where there's a will there's a way, don't let it stand in your way Look 'em straight in they face, let 'em know you ain't playing no games We
' fast Thuggish ruggish till the day that I die Fuck it that?s all I been all of my life It?s just T H U G we be And it ain't no thang Keep buckin'
damn fast, Heather was right behind you/ Cassy Cass that's my little sister, my father loved you like the only child/ Funny, he ain't never seen my smile
man you feel that s*** the evils do Can't see myself get beat down my eyes swollen Mom's cryin' they don't know what happened, my pride's stolen If
R-S LOL?ing at you haters tell your BFF?s like [Kanye West:] Yes, Mr West turn that new child rebel loud as a badass child level who need a chorus we
me count it down, who the f-ck up in here Common, Don, Old G, battle rap, oh that n-ggas know you can't really f-ck with that Pusha T, the Clipse just
tell my people to be better men" Misunderstood, don't ('Cause we are) Don't let me be misunderstood, don't Misunderstood, don't Don't let me be misunderstood, don't
and damn your girl chunky Haven't seen what I've been, I'm drinkin' all alone On the phone with my B L U N T 'course every day I white out, acamo, Philly