that car Things might go too far ............................. Don't go down that street, no no no Don't go down that street, no no no Don't go down that street
Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in your
Cuz I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks, don't wanna be in your
the street, you know Ol' George slaps her face He knocks her down And gonna blackeen her eye So when she gets back home Tells her husband a lie Don't
Spend a condo and a club, one bottle won't do Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks And bring me that Patrone, I don't play No ice
Georgie was a friend of mine Oh Georgie stay, don't go away Georgie please stay you take our breath away Oh Georgie stay, don't go away Georgie please
me, "Please let me go to the peasant" No, let me stop, chow, baby [Common] Baby, baby, baby! Kids call me coffee because I *jugga jugga jugga* drop! And you don't stop, don't
In the ghetto, it ain't all about drugs Gettin paid doin all kinds of stuff Only rule on the streets is don't get caught Unless your hustle ain't breakin
're playing with the devil sister Don't be too proud We got plans to make We got people to meet You won't find the lord Down on duchess st. But the people
go to the peasant" No, let me stop, chow, baby [Common] Baby, baby, baby! Kids call me coffee because I *jugga jugga jugga* drop! And you don't stop, don't
wonder why I ain't gotta rap? I got niggaz that will assassinate you B, lyrically! Really shut you the fuck down!! Don't get your career ended Leave
I have got to get mine, my fam, see, we gotta eat So when people ask me why, why don't ever I slow down? Oh, I just simply reply, I don't really know
go An' I ain't goin' no further, no! She borrowed some money Ran on down the beauty shop You know when she honked that horn I said that she began to
that's just a myth Never listen when they talkin' shit My dad taught me how to stand my ground Be a man, boy, never back down Don't start up somethin
dancers Bitin' is forbidden pah, pay that tax And don't you ever look at us funny, boy, we'll bring rap back And that'll hurt you like Superman, chased
that crack out" You know you light up when the lights go down And then you read the New York Post, Fulton St. downtown Same faces every day but you don't
a condo and a club, one bottle won't do Two bottles won't do, bottles for the whole crew, thanks And bring me that Patrone, I don't play No ice I
