told me to say bye I cannot let you go I tried I hate you, girl, you know I lie I hate you, girl, you know I lie Boy, you're gonna have to use your
hate you girl you know I lye I hate you girl you know I lye Baby I can't stand you, baby, 'cause I'm gone I better hate you to see you at the door, Baby
will you, I hate you, Do not go, do not go, will you, I hate you, Do not go, do not go, do not go too far, I hate you, Do not go, do not go, do not go
ex, oxycontin And that's how we rocking How can you hear that bop unless I'm be-bopping Yeah skip when you hear that click Cash money nigga I'm that shit
, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep triple
T.I. & many others) [Jim Jones Intro] Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin you homie You bitch
Thug, Young Dro, Clipse and Ja Rule) Uh huh Jones Dipset Birdgang b*tch You know what it is When you see me two twelvin' you homie You f**k n*ggas keep
't paid to get dirt done, now what you call that? So much love on the streets I can take a fall back My credentials is based on all facts some things you can hate
all this rappin' stuff I'm takin' back my money counter cause it wasn't fast enough, yep I got a couple problems (word) and none of 'em is money Just
calm down and peep what the fuck they wanna do for the rest of the life 'Fore you end your life before you BEGIN your life You dumb nigga Now that I'
you've been searchin for someone To make you happy, and get the job done You say you need it, a man with money But I can't be there, and will you still
through your head now what could you do ? If it was up to you i'd be dead now I let tha world know nigga you a coward You could never be live until
There's always somebody talkin 'bout you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggaz ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You better
ain't the one) You stupid bro, now what you ball up your fist for? Make you think we was buckin' And capped you down with my pistol A dirty move, yo,
't nowhere to turn to (When it's rent time and I done spent mine ba-by) Could you tell me where you run to (When the LAPD see you ridin' dirty dirty dirty
giggles? You got the giggles, they got the giggles Everybody got the giggles (Pras) Now ya wanna be down, you come around, touch gun of the town You