here, ain't it man? (Ain't it man?) Cash Money is aww hyea, ain't it man? (Ain't it man?) New whips sick, ain't it man? (Ain't it man?) That nigga there
fail cause' they can't bail I keep bailin' I been stickin' my shit ever since they've had me jailed in But it ain't all about servin' time... It's about
don't see no fuckin hope Unless these motherfuckers BREATHE Yeah, Brooklyn gotta Uptown gotta the Bronx gotta Queens gotta Staten Isle gotta You niggas gotta You bitches gotta
Trade It All" [Ice Cube] "Take Ya dusty a$$ next door wit them bootlegs man aint nobody wat that around here" [Bootleger] "Man this real man You tripin
And even that nigga ain't seein me My reflection have a hard time bein me So the tryna do me shit, It's time to dead it I'm what ya don't do, Even if
yeah, yeah, c'mon (If I take you home, will you still be my thug baby) You gotta love the way this playa be minglin If you don't tell yo man mama, I ain't
and run on up We ain't worried about nothing Half of y'all doing nothing but talking Ain't it man? [Warren G] I'm strictly to street with it, listen
, so they gaffled me But while I'm gone, watch my business, and my back for me My enemies think they got me crossed, they ain't knowin Ain't no love for
: What's up boo? Swear I'll never call you bitch again You ain't fucking with me remember I ain't hate you I swear I'll never call you bitch again
how it is to be a real motherfuckin G In the nine-trey motherfuckers is dyin daily so you best be packin If you ain't, boo-yaow motherfucker!) [2Pac]
livin life defiant, nickel plated chrome Got this baby Capone lookin like a giant, and I ain't lyin It's like it's me against myself with all these
aint hard to find) [verse 2] Tupac In fact you can have it just have faith Just like a little kid still believin in magic It takes alot of sacrifice
kiss ya, on every curve Slow down baby don't rush, I like it slow Can't hold it any longer, so let it go Open the gates, do you wanna fall up in heaven
wet You been rappin' a long time you ain't got chips yet You had that ounce a whole week nigga you ain't flip yet Before I leave the crib I make sure I don't
want to, frown if you want to You ain't even gotta drop down if you want to Cause I'd rather see you shake it standin Either way you do it girl you look
all and he shoudn't be gone, in front of his home What they did to Boo was wrong Oh so wrong, oh so wrong Gotta hold on gotta stay strong When the day
was lonely But it ain't that the world don't love me But it's like that when I gotta make the money Faithful, livin' in a hateful world, it's all about
A Thug Like Me(Bet That) Ova Here Is Where You Really Wanna Be(Bet That) I Ain't Wit Da Bull I'm Bout My Money And When I Do It I Do It Thursday To Sunday
