??s the only thing missing here Well, I guess you cana??t have everything We dona??t talk anymore You leave your ring in the drawer Like it dona??t mean
you can?t have everything We have the family photograph The house, the life, the dream You?re love?s the only thing missing here Well, I guess you can
you can?t have everything We have the family photograph The house, the life, the dream You?re love?s the only thing missing here Well, I guess you can?t
crawling Spinning webs around you niggas Staking bread around you niggas Everytime you roll up, the feds surround you niggas I used to watch everything I said around you
I said I get it If you want to, we can supply you Got enough work to feed the whole town They won't shoot you unless you try to Come around and try to
when it fucked up a good baggage You don't need a ring less you got a team of niggas round you That will hold you down and run with you around Through
your windows And doors and don't leave your home. Don't. Don't) Love a perfect Night (Don't leave your home. Don't) Perfect night (Don't Leave your home
artist looked at the producer The producer sat back He said What we have got here Is a pretty good track But we don't have a vocal And we still don't have
I want you to be You can hump with me that's what I want you to be I want you to be what I want you to be You can hump with me that's what I want you
ain't no warning shots On the hood gettin hot, anybody can drop You better have a spot up in town my nigga Cause please believe it, it can go down my
on niggaz, don't make me have to call my killers Staff on niggaz, get bloodbaths for all you niggaz Yo, I ain't tryna talk shit straight up I walk this
sucker free, I swear You don't know me homie you can get the fuck from round here I don't care who you will, who you with or who you know Let's be clear
I swear You don?t know me homie you can get the fuck from round here I don?t care who you will, who you with or who you know Let?s be clear, I?m a motherfuckin
you gon' ball Promise me you'll invest three fourths of it all For what? So your kids, kids, kids can have some cheese Can't get with it? Get get get
Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out Sound a little hot for you,
so sucker free, I swear You don't know me homie you can get the fuck from round here I don't care who you will, who you with or who you know Let's be
What would you write if you just put a little ice on And cut your mic on But you don't even write songs But Hollywood make you spit like a python I meant