to As long as you know that, I won't have to make an example outta you. Remember, that's the words of fiend [chorus] I say the streets ain't safe I
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want to As long as you know that, I won't have to make an example outta you. Remember, That's the words of Fiend [chorus] I say the streets ain't safe
, {?} killer (Thug Life, Death Row) E'rybody killer, fuck all y'all niggaz If it ain't Westside nigga it ain't poppin, that's on my momma
and close just like a case Place to place ya feeling ya safe HB all up in my face, And it just ain't safe it just ain't safe safe I'm knowing they want
life! You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon! {Method Man} Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe
life! You don't hear me though, you don't hear me though You don't hear me though, c'mon, c'mon! [Method Man] Watch them young guns that take none, nobody safe
blaze, torpedo cigars Drop moves, drop clothes Louis the XIII freaks, women nice size I ride like Porsches, thick, brown and gorgeous It ain't my fault
Blaze, torpedo Cigars drop robes Hoes Drop clothes Louis The XIII freaks Women nice size I ride Like Porsches Thick, brown, and gorgeous It ain't my
it, babe You steppin' out again with your hair so right Skirt so high then ya cried You're out here runnin' like a dope fiend Girl, why can't you just see? You don't
close just like a case Place to place ya feeling, ya safe HB all up in my face And it just ain't safe, it just ain't safe safe I'm knowing they want
change he changed I ain't gon' lie yeah I changed, but it was for the better mayne When I was broke ain't have to worry bout gold-diggin' hoes When I was broke I ain't
An' we don't leave no trace These rap niggaz swear that they so safe I don't wanna talk to you, homes, I don't communicate My guns be in my hand, one
cuttin' yeah, never for today Extended magazines, shootouts and ricochets Play a role and catch a bullethole, pop your blood vessels Ain't gonna wait
dudes ain't built for Cain talk the type of shit, niggas get killed for Whatever it's gon' be, let it be, I ain't waistin' a slug And time is money and
boy, keep ya drops like the song round here Hey, it ain't safe for the faker walkin' home round here Hey, the hell what we know if you ain't know round
're nigga dead and he don't know what he died for What about that nigga that struggling, ain't sleeping right What about them kids on the street, ain't
scene, watchin' fiends buggin' Kickin' up dust with the older G's Soakin' up the game that was told to me I ain't never touched a gat that I couldn't
