I know your scared and little uptight Things just have not been right Be alright, it'll be alright We're gonna have fun tonight, yeah My little one A
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: [Intro: 50 Cent] Baby this is real shit my record sell slow I'm show you my dick [x7] [The Game:] Hit a breakdown No 400 bars yet, I don't need that
park one Shed a couple tears when I heard that he caught one So everytime I drive down, wish I'll spark one, for you and 'Pac Wish both of y'all had "
m the bomb, I'm the mothafuckin' detonator One dutch, one bud, one burner, one slug Want a couple casualties, but we'll settle for just one blood [Verse 7
the bomb, I'm the mothaf**kin' detonator One dutch, one bud, one burner, one slug Want a couple casualties, but we'll settle for just one blood [Verse
'm the bomb, I'm the mothaf**kin' detonator One dutch, one bud, one burner, one slug Want a couple casualties, but we'll settle for just one blood [Verse
The Game is to be sold And not to be told This ain't Dre and sure go beans and hoes This is one bullet, one hit and one lost soul Wipe my fingerprints
know what I really want you to do with me Bounce with me, baby, bounce with me Get on a continental jet 7:30 in the A-M A-T-L bound tryin' to escape
this one goes to my niggas gettin' money always on the grind this one goes to my bitches gettin' money if it ain't about money this one goes to my hustlers
realest that ever did it, feel me flow! And everybody want a little bit against a little Krayzie, Layzie, Bizzy, Wish, and Flesh! A little taste so they
other brothers I thought the idea was to love one another? Open up the paper to one more death If y'all keep this up then there'll be no one left I try
: One night out in L.A. i met a mexicana with a butchy girlfriend who i thought was a man they took me to the alley to have a little chat people lined
is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies like numchuks held by the Jet L-I I'm the one, thus meanin no one must try No two, no three, no four, know why? Because one
's hungry? Cut from the cloth they cut me black cherry weed Cherokee Indians based in Cleveland, thuggin and thievin till I'm the last one breathin Only one
: [Bizzy] Yeah, Daddy's the crackhead Mama's just lookin' for love Marijuana, weedman, little thug We don't call him Steven Breathin' in the garden
well they're just no one Envious, envious, well they're just no one Envious, envious, well they're just no one Envious, envious, well they're just no one
more before 7 A.M. than most niggers do in their whole lifetime." [Cube] Huh-huh, huh-HAH.. "I'm comin!" [repeat 3X] [Cube] I'm comin! [Verse One]
