is will remind me of you i cant imagine though I know i've got to and with all these words i've had in mind they've been passed down through time I was
you so easy!? Matta fact sleezy, your game so cheesy But a bitch can't lie, the dick is off the heezy Truthfully you pass through my block like every day Same time
them deuces G Talkin 'bout what your gameplan used to be They got us choppin up game through the fog and smoke We came a long way but still we got so
all of the time not christ but a man that he's standin behind [Hook:] I got this little letter I'm tryin to break it down(break it down)so you can hear
it through the psalms I came a long way, let me tell you what I was. [Hook] [Verse 3:] I been bought with a price man, my life's not my own Fell flat
stay divided all of the time not christ but a man that he's standin behind [Hook:] I got this little letter I'm tryin to break it down(break it down)
aint puttin down my glock the gun shots rang when i lose nigga, and ooh nigga imma show you not to ever play a true nigga (haha) lay it down just to prove
been kickin it for quite some time Remained beside me through my trials in this life of crime We divorced so many times I forgot to count I never hit you, not
time, go out for cash makin Forgive my adversaries they don't understand what we go through to become a man, we sheddin tattoed tears [Chorus: 2Pac + Young Noble] I said many times
Will I, succeed, paranoid from the weed And hocus pocus try to focus but I can't see And in my mind I'ma blind man doin time Look to my future cause
it down When you're breakin it down, keep breakin it down It's not my fault c'mon, it's not my fault I'm hot man! It's not my fault c'mon, it's not my
in the rodeo You ain't never heard a sound like this before Cause I ain't never put it down like this Soon as I come through the door she get to pullin
light niggas up and this 4-5 high make me not give a fuck Chorus (Lloyd Banks) But as long as I'm here I'm gonna grab checks and make my cash stretch longer
the real MC's after me Be a artist, not a slave for the industry I'm paying the price for all the real MC's after me Be a artist, not a slave for the
ya crazy If ya suck up too much trust me I seen it enough [Chorus] [Wish Bone:] The hustle goin through this world I'm not really doin it for fun Don
down for the murda man I'ma come back to serve the game break em on down and hurt em man I never give no mercy mercy after thirty five million still thirsty
nigga up, buck a nigga up Beat a nigga up, what nigga I'm a Thug on the liiiiine What you goin through? What you goin through nigga? (What you goin through
get over my wicked ways Time after time I know we tried But losing this life everyday And I don't wanna go out like that not me, Lately Bone got what