like Elliot Ness 'Cause I don't like stress Streets ain't a place for innocent bystanders to stand Nutting's gonna stop the plan I'll chill like Pacino
like dohja Your momma couldn't keep ya So I ain't tryin' to hold ya I'm a motherfuckin' menace Give me a life sentence Bitch it ain't over Untill the
and Smith-n-Wessed up, ready to press up and fuck their nest up, the enemy is Hennessey to sessed up Actin up, hit my motherfuckin man up Never again will
keep it rugged Herbs can't touch it, and a real nigga got to love it Ain't nuttin changed, it's Billy and Lil' Fame Still bustin your brain Yeah! doin the thang thang Home
t you comprende I've got your number don't you think it's time we hook it up I'm home alone, ain't no moms in my area can't go to your place cus your
Artist: dj jazzy jeff & the fresh prince(will smith)listen homeboys don't mean to bust your bubble But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble So
out There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out I ain't trying to get arrested I just got here I sprang with the quickness like
It's my place To impart One day some girl's gonna break your heart And ooh ain't no pain like from the opposite sex Gonna hurt bad, but don't take it
2:] If this is a race I ain't goin' for no pace I am goin' for your place Bow ya home, how ya gon' Fuck with me if I ain't fuckin' around 2 eyes to the
it again I will still keep the heat in my pants, uh [Ghostface Killah] Y'all be nice to the crackheads, everybody listen up I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't
it again I will still keep the heat in my pants, uh [Ghostface Killah:] Y'all be nice to the crackheads, everybody listen up I shot one of my bitches, the hoe ain't
fifth and Smith-n-Wessed up, ready to press up and fuck their nest up, the enemy is Hennessey to sessed up Actin up, hit my motherfuckin man up Never again will
and screamin, you intervenin This is fate, Mr. what you mean that I ain't? What you mean it seem like I ain't? Ooh you like my mom And our love gon'
go Yo, ain't no city in the world like this An if you ask how I know I gots ta plead the fifth Chorus Verse 3: Will Smith Don't get me wrong, Chi-
is that? It might be DOO-DOOO! And you in the back, you ain't shit You bought a gin and tonic but you didn't even tip And if you hit the table one more
Lil' Wayne] If this is a race I ain't goin' for no pace I am goin' for your place Bow ya home, how ya gon' Fuck with me if I ain't fuckin' around Two
P keep it rugged Herbs can't touch it, and a real nigga got to love it Ain't nuttin changed, it's Billy and Lil' Fame Still bustin your brain Yeah! doin the thang thang Home
them It ain't about havin' the baddest chick on the streets I respect the dude Nas cause he married Calise But still if you ain't ready just wanna be
