's a skeezer, there's no need for chit or chat her body looks (log?), kinda good, yeah, but as for her face, Jabba The Hut I shoulda played Michael Jackson
life (Live it up) I sacrificed (Sacrificed twice) This game we play (Play for keeps) I live and pray (Control the streets) Hear her say (Yo, just live your life, baby, live your
Yeah, that'll do it Yeah, I love hip hop I love this muthafuckin' hip hop game This nigga here is a little nigga man Stay in your motherfucking lane
Yeah that'll do it, yeah, I love hip hop I love this motherfuckin' hip hop game This nigga here is a little nigga, man Stay in your motherfuckin' lane
goin' down Bennett Drop six-fo', three-wheel then switch it Red light stop, make it drop for the bitches Got a glock fo'-fifth, blow your head off wit
, bottles and Similac? Do I have to sell me a whole lotta crack For decent shelter and clothes on my back? Or should I just wait for help from Bush Or Jesse Jackson
luck / Luck of the draw / Draw bridge / Bridge the gap / Gap teeth / Teeth marks / Marxist / Sister Act II / Too much love / Love handles / Love handles
lack the hustle and the calf muscle Words from a legend speaking from the heart Said, if you going to war, weaponry is a start Do your dirt all by your
beat Dave, Mike, I see you Joe Budden, Mood Muzik 3 Let's go [Verse 1 - Joe Budden] Now look, I'm in that 550 feelin like Chuck Liddell Aside from Rampage Jackson
the civilians decide to be a thug? Motivated by the hate (BUT) inspired by the love Rappers sayin my name like it's a bright tactic Jackson 5, put your
looked pissed That's not a dis thats a question I learned my lesson Like North Korea's confession I'm sorry Mr. Jackson for humping your girl then dumping your
Yeah, that'll do it, yeah, I love hip hop I love this muthafucking hip hop game This nigga here is a real nigga man Stay in your motherfucking lane nigga
they forgot about Dre-day I don't rap for Free that's why they fired AJ It's me leaking through your stereo Envy me AS AN emcee prepare for your burial
against me, cause your scared to come get me 'cause know whats up, Bloods still got love for em' Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for
NO SE FOR THIS YOUNGSTER I DIDN'T HAVE NO MONEY SO NOW I GOT TO PUNCH THE CLOCK AND SLAVE AND BE HAPPY CAUSE THE WHITTY SAYA THERE NO ROOM FOR THE AFRICAN
' lights to dance to if you're shy Red for treble, green for bass, they're wired in sequence round the place You wait till ten, then try take off your
to you? How can you stand for what you put yourself through? When I think of the way we always used to be And you know that he'll never love you more
, In a building that's so tall; There's a guy in the show, the girls love to kiss; Get thousands a week just for crooning like this: Life is just a bowl