whole click's wild I'm rich pal, no more sticks I'm makin hits now I drink Cristal, I'm through breakin laws I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours So
innocent child I never knew in my lifetime I'd live by these rules Initiated as an outlaw, studying rules Now papa ain't around, so I gotta recall or
I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto Picture me polishin' pistols, I'm comin' to get you WHEN shells hit you, you screamin' Think I'm playin'? I mean it Man, I done
one Under surveillance, am I paranoid? Never, I never need duckin the enemy off in evil territory So why they comin off to bust on me I got my homie
your ahead of me I'm smoking meth amphetamine I'm tripping like I said I'd be I'll treat you like an enemy I'm packing guns so heavealy I'm stacking
Deep Cover I got the seat reclined .45 under the white-T smothered dippin down green leaf, I aint got no enemies been shot 5 times, now I bleed hennessy
da party, They bump hits by J.D., Da B-R-A-T, we da elemant, And you irrelevant, get down off this sh~t, I don't pay attention to your hatin' and your
Mite Be Screamin In My Eye... Success It Cause Jealousy, It Can Turn Your Best Friend, Innit Ur Enemy,All I Know, I Beleive In What I Do,I Can Live
streets I told a woman I don't love her but she wants to go I told another that I want her but she wants to hoe I ain't a hater, I'm a player, so I
I'm in some new jeans and Gucci's Rockin' a District 81 tee I ain't sayin' I'm a ladies man All I'm sayin' is Nigga I don't want every lady that want
I can get my Chuck D on "Yes.. the rhythm, the rebel" +Public Enemy+ number one with heavy metal If I don't got the whistle in my Air Nikes I don't feel
hate, love and hate I love you/I hate you, I love you/I hate you I love you/I hate you, love and hate [Verse One] I want you to live life/I don'
yet Bluffin' ain't my style, niggaz ain't sayin' nothin' 'Cause I'm buckwild without frontin' Raw to the core, I grew up poor Once I hit the door, I
the fuck of it Pop I blow I smoke, I blow I smoke 'em out there just like grass S-P-V, R-I-C, creeped up on your monkey ass Mitchell Heights, B-V-D, L
That's Right Bd Ohhh And I'm loved all ova' Believe What I told ya, When I told ya imma soldia No Doubt I get down Son ask around I've sipped drugs from
child I stack 45's in a pile blow the dust off Put it on before I can walk Play static on my pop dukes automatic I knew I wasn't average music in my
the fuckin bed I'm lookin at fed, I'm pullin auto Tommorow I got quarter ain't gon' fo Nigga oh me money thankin this shit bought a six four I'm bout
