one ever known He died with his riches in the streets Because game, is all that he knows Sacrifice his life for the paper And that's just how the story
realize that we're all the same Yo Dre, tell em (We're all in the same gang) [Young MC] Brothers killin other brothers I thought the idea was to love
I bite my tongue but you know you know, [Hook] [Verse 2] Uhh, please make your long story shorter, This time is for the essence for the king of first quarter
spinning in the hood so meet me by the manura lets get drunk (x2) [Charlie Scene and J-dog] J J J Just a little story about last Christmas About
him the same he wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs but when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love they told him any motherfucking
treating him the same He wanted to be major like the cut throats and the thugs But when he tried to step to 'em, niggaz showed him no love They told him
how some way We gonna make it up out the hood one day Some way we gonna make it up out this life [Scarface] Right here another lil' story bout this
a kidnap? Since I'm never ever slippin I fully strapped I grab my gat out the glove Now, do these fools got a problem with me? Or do they got love? So
wanna know Children play in the yard Mother stares at a wall Father says he's gonna be back late So don't wait up About a quarter to 3 Father stares
spreewells, butterfly doors Some'n like McDonald's when I move in packs Quarter-Pound Supersized bullets and Big Mac's House longer than I-70, arise ten stories
all dog in love don't leave here anymore Another short story Her love was beginning to bore me It doens't take long for my love to fade Another sad story
, I love days I can sleep in, 4 day weekends, hoes puttin ther clothes back on u peekin, blunt rides w/the mixtape bumpin. I love makin love in public
The men in black are coming back, To serve the killing floor, No pity, No surrender, We take no prisoners, We spare no brave defender, No mercy, No quarter
Even got a gat loaded for that ass I love my mind, love my soul, love my body I don't drink or smoke that's why I love my body You might catch me chillin
: (feat. Cee-Lo Green) [Rick Ross - VERSE 1] Smoking the best spliff in a brand new benz no I'd on the track let the story begin. begin... Lookin in
Wrapper And Started Filcking Through The Pages. [x2:] Tough Love, Tough Love I Call It Hatred Tough Love, Tough Love I Call It Hatred They Call It Tough Love
you, but chu need me Take it off, let if flop, shake it freely And I don't tell stories, I let em tell theyself And you aint gotta sell sex, girl, it
man life and the streets made to go One thing about it I don't love these hoes I want it cuzz I got it and it __ all fishy __ not to love these bitches