save the heart of your darkness for me I won?t mind you for a dance or two I?m in love but you seem to be stoned, too they shut it down for a certain
: save the heart of your darkness for me I won?t mind you for a dance or two I?m in love but you seem to be stoned, too they shut it down for a certain
but Benny Blonco ain?t taking my life I might end up on the beach with my seed in my wife One last hustle, last hoorah, move this last bundle I caught bodies
: Verse One: Cool Breeze I call da crib they say "Breeze you ain't know?" I say "What?" "Big Time got popped in his Benzo!" I said "Damn man, I'm riding
jack And all them records on my pubic sound whack I roll the Peterbilt, somethin like a mack truck You pick up one, holdin bodies in the bread truck Deliver two
shit, c'mon [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Yeah, check it I tell you (no lie) bitch nigga you (gon' die - kill or be killed!) Or get bodied just because you
or more Two bagged up, four went raw Back of my mind countin up the big score Violators from the door, she lookin up from the floor Sore from all the pain her body
I Let It Hum To Ya The Others One Sing Along Now It's A Duet? Nd You Wet, When You Check Out The Technique From The Two Teckz And I Don't Need Two Lips
begin wit a man Strong woman, why should you depend on a man I understand you want a man that's resourceful If he pay your bills, he feel like he bought
to get some cheap shit I'm out the parkin' lot, sideways on two wheels Vision is double, trouble to me is bein' real Listen to my big block bill cause
hustlers, you can't trust 'em I been cut throatin' niggaz for a while now I stay to tapin' and whoopin' ballers Who got plots of birds or chickens or ki's or
clockin' But cock-blockin', I squeeze often While I'm in this chick crib with both wrists locked in No rhetoric, kid, pistols poppin' Bodies droppin', I'm just dockin' One slug, two
she watches too much, it?s just not healthy ?All My Children? in the daytime, ?Dallas? at night Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight The bill
do the math nigga They be like, "Damn, Nickel you be runnin' through hoes/holes like you a shoe string" I tell you two thangs One Don't ever disrespect me Two
, yo, yo, yo When y'all turn my mic up in here, bareback shit Know what I mean? Tired of y'all muthafuckas and shit One two, fuck around and clob on one
I pull my gun out, and bet I get another one tonight Your brother died, bet your mother lose another son tonight I'm clever, only time we party, when we beat a body Or
Uh huh, well the name is latifah, you hear me coming through The spreaker. hit it mark, 45 king I am a bill, yes I'm only a bill when It's time to ill
