, they been lyin' to you You need people like me I'm so F A B O L O U S Yeah, that's the bad guy You need people like me So you can point your fuckin
let me wife be that n u can have my baby momma puffy my man u know wut it is u know wut it was u know wut u did just because bizzy its the kid original
t take care na one of em dead beat said he would I can't be one of em And I look just like him when I have kids I won't be nothin like him And everytime
I live and I won't change for the world make ya man feel like u 'gon need a chain for ya girl says she been searchin' round for some change in the
1 - T.I.) I know what you be thinkin' when ya hear me tryna holla, I'm a baller! You don't wanna come near me. I know ya hear me, but you really ain't
make sure you'll get yours now gimme mine you know, holla at me, throw a thousand to a dolla at me gucci, miss sixty, to some prada at me (reach out, touch me) shower me
of niggaz that, money won't change We all aim, for the big picture but to me it don't mean shit if your dogs ain't witcha I sacrifice my main arteries
for a girl. Not us guys, we're different. I don't need to talk. I couldn't talk for a month wouldn't bother me at all. But girls just talk, talk, talk
Oh, what have you done with your life? Oh, please don't tell me Just shut up and go to work 'Cause you're interrupting me I won't represent the U.S.
then I'm gone Then I'm up the next day getting back to it Holmes For real, lil' homies better fuck with me if you won't pay Come with a dollar fifty
Verse 5 Your own business to do business U need it But a boss that won't let u be creative U don't Place to get away and jus relax U need it Locked
m out in the clear... you know, livin'. I might, sacrifice my life but I won't give in. Until we spokes has bin in, and my home is chilled out, and ain't
1: T.I.] I know what you be thinkin' when ya hear me tryna holla, I'm a baller! You don't wanna come near me. I know ya hear me, but you really ain't
me while I'm fillin the Uz' up Demons won't let me see a man fillin my shoes up I ease 'em wit a sermon, but that ain't hard When I'm in the Beamer before
You catch me instead of 'it wasn't me' I'm gonna say 'where you get a key from?' I love the way your butt swishes But non of these slut bitches is worth me
to see me take my last dance But they can't catch rather I'm breathing or dead And they can't stop me from reaching people, put me in the fed Guaranteed
takin the right route Gang violence needs to be wiped out A-l-m-i-g-h-ty C and E-z-i-r-e We see the f-u-t-u-r-e Should be a positive thang Body & Soul