I can't take the heat, slow down (I can't take the heat, I can't take the heat) It's wicked in these streets Slow down, cause I can't take the heat, slow
we pumped up you ain't anotha bitch I ain't goin' lie, put ya guns up, show 'em who really runnin' the streets with the calicos [Monoxide Child] We
t get near it, cause ya fear it Look in my glass eye, i'm sick like lou gherig I don't know judo but i go "kheeya!" I'll fuck you up so bad a wheel chair
posse takin' over Nigga now we got you high (m-child) (m-child) I don't know you, Why the fuck you all in my grill, I'm stayin, buck on you Niggaz say
i just faked on yo ass And now i'm back wit that mask and i'm ready to blast (koopsta knicca) Now tell me something has emerged [i don't know, but there
bag I don't brag about the struggles, I endured as a child You don't know the pain I went through, to create this smile I got one life to live, know I'm
t stoop to my level, I'm like the devil or whatever I'm pickin up and throwin 'em down like dishes Call me Kenny Anderson cuz I slam those Southern bitches I ain
Street, in the Square of Herald I gamed Ella, the bitch caught a Fitz like Gerald -- -- ine Ferraro, who's full of sorrow Cuz the hoe didn't win but
I tell ya! - I didn't even really no Gamem (NO GAME!) When I said his name - old POP {GOD-... } on a thang! [shot] (OOOOH!) Bitch, yeah I gotta new blue
like ain't that a bitch? aint a bitch I ain't my words heavy so I hope them bitches stick like paint and all I really care about is my bank hoe (x
I'm in the hog sometime, I'm in the Porsche redline I drive that mothafucka like I'm tryna beat a deadline. Holla at the boy bitch, yes I'm the boy bitch I'm
Actually if Kim thought it was about her, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, I apologize, Kim. I don't know, I just had temporary insanity... I lost my teeth
Jay-Z has I'm from, rags to riches, niggaz I ain't dumb I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one, hit me 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If you havin
hey Nicki, asthma I got the pumps, it ain't got medicine I got bars, sentence'n I'm a bad bitch, I'm a cunt And I'll kick that hoe, punt Forced trauma
the side of your dome, come outta my throne I got this, locked since '9-1 I am the truest, name a rapper that I ain't influenced Gave y'all chapters but now I
home safe with them groceries How it's 'posed to be, they ain't close to me Yeah, I'm in association but I'm playin' for my own team Too much division
