for it? Atlantic records say just make another hit for me I tell 'em cut a hundred million dollar check for me Like it or not, don't lose no respect for
and hell meet Brothers get jail and life's for sale, cheap Since momma held me, in her arms, to tell me That it's a cold world, I done held heat And
: Refugees yo.. all you say [Wyclef Jean] Dirty Dirty Dirty South I used to play while at the YMCA, in L.A. Sold my first A-K I saw her man get murdered
'all and to the funky beat and Everytime you hear me rhyme, y'all be freakin' The B-I-Z will wreck it, R-O-C-K it You're guaranteed to like me, for what
ay Ooh ay ay Ooh ay ay It's akon and ugkayyy And ugkayyy And ugkayyy It's akon That girl she got me the way she movin in place Bendin over spreadin eagle all
1: Young Buck] The sound of gunshots, the smell of swisha sweets Keys of cocaine is all a nigga see (K'Yeah!) And all these niggas be Lookin' for a
thou' where you lay Plus I, get to da money like casinos A young, Robert DeNiro, six K off in the earlobe Ahh - you know it's Carlito's Way, I hold that
ve been killing us for years This ain't no free country niggas get murdered for their ideas Free Mumia means all Africans let go Cuz just livin in
Vice is small time,L.A's the big league From the rollin' 60's to the nickerson "G" Pueblos,grape street,this is what I see The jungle,the 30's,the V.
Fill up every ho in Georgia, show with 'em This K.I.N.G. a.k.a. Big Bang a.k.a. Shawty Pimp A.k.a. Shawty Pimp Big Bank, a.k.a. Shawty Pimp I get money
Damn, has it been that long? Say, what happened since I been gone, homie? Y'all got the game all wrong, man, it's too pretty in here Let's say we take
a plane "Daddy where's mommy? I can't find mommy, where is she?" I don't know, go play Haile, baby, your daddy's busy Daddy's writing this song, this
's too late soon as you flipped off the safety baby this we all day don't tell me you crazy, will they sell me? Hell, naw! For reason this weepin
girl suppose (pose) Roll on her donk but get that s**t up out yo nose (nose) Is that where all your money goes? (goes) I spend mine on Benz and Vogues Voices choices
tell baby she was 36 24 40 centerfold stallion uh life of the party all eyes on her and that goes for me too five inch heels and a dress that's see
loose this debate Like in dead Presidents, I'm going out like Lorenz Tate See I ain't gon' be stupid, I'm gon' take all y'all to the shift I should be
that's okay, yeah, that's alright, yeah I'm loved and praised in the U.S.A. My ancestors were slaves in the U.S.A. But not today, it's alright Dope
