Fuck off and Die! I hate you, I loathe you, I loathe your existence. Self-centeredness controls you, induced by ignorance. Just give me one good reason
Trap or Die" But through it all she kept her watch on the dapper guy And fell in love with a 2009 verse She said before we met, I fucked her in her mind
: I said... fuck em all, muthafuck em all Ya'll done turned a good guy into a Chuckie doll I would've been your friend till the end bitch Guess there
competition boo And I be tellin her there is no competition to There Is No Competition 2 It's good to wake up look in the mirror and the only competition is u And
problem He always tells the truth That's what it's all about? That's what we work so hard for Fabolous? So they can point their fucking fingers and call me the fucking
my curse is a gift When the verses is spit I never also purchase shit (shit) Fuck 'em all, I know fuck 'em all Fuck they ass up if they fuckin' with
know ima flirt (and we love it!) get ya ass up and fuck me then I know you brought your girls girl fuck ya friendz matter of fact I wanna fuck ya friends
got married on my death bed I can hear jerry heller in the hall But I could'ntcube and dr. dre no more at all Through all the bullshit them niggas were
face Drop him off at Terror Squad, let him scream for the jakes Cause when you fucking with Jayceon, you can bleed in the lake For caking off niggaz on them CD's and
Bitch ass nigga And Olivia Get that mother fucking lil' ass red Mother fucking shorts off your mother fucking ass on that video Everybody can you see your balls bitch ' The fuck
See Beenz And Break Em Out Show These Young Dummies What Beefin All About Fresh Off The Tourbus Homie Im Back.I Was Stompin In Compton Loadin My Strap And
for a while I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the streets locked And thats the same reason I fuck with Kiss and D-Block Place Eminem in the number 3 spot And
in L.A., I go in Crenshaw and floss a little Slot a lot thang and them Black Wall Street Double-U and P and C-P-T, we keepin' it G In our lowriders, riders
, B-O, L-O, U-S got jerseys And you might get 'em all in the face when shit get thick Make the back of your head look like Jerome Kearsey And ain't nuttin
Ricans, White Boyz, Jamaicans, Latin Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians, All these mutha fuckas been patiently waiting, Since the west coast fell off
Boyz, Jamaicans, Latin Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians, All these mutha fuckas been patiently waiting, Since the west coast fell off the steets
