it's sauce at your crib I make a mean spaghetti? Now I'm on the highway like Andre Within a couple minutes we was back at the rest I told her make herself
that shit Kevin Durant You n-ggers beneath me Now go get fucking stomped son No I run this city I am Brooklyn's Nucky Thompson If they make me go in I
they are when they rap it [T.I.] Everybody wanna be the king of the south when they ain't runnin the damn thing with they mouth no doubt, it's all good
ghetto boy i just rap a lot like J-Prince [Chorus] [Verse 2:] In '99 i studied +The Chronic+ inside out, a +Doggystyle+ for breakfast, lunch was +Reasonable Doubt
You had the way To make your life a better life My love How do you feel like My love, have you ever felt like You have no doubt You had walked out Over
me down I get so stressed out I keep running out of time I'll do my best to make A better life I feel your doubt and I don't even Wonder why Got it figured out
are burning brighter. So bright we can't ignore. We're hypnotized drive by's, train wrecks tragedy are patient. Maybe I a product of my placement. Given no doubt to make
up in your soul Take ya time and let it grow before you blow Breathe Out Let 'em know what you about from the words in your mouth To the way you live it out no doubt
) Shit I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town I'm gettin pages out of New Jersey, from Courtney B. Tellin me about a party up in NYC And can I make
say? I'm watchin niggaz work their lives out without pay (huh) Whatever it takes to switch places wit the bustas on top I'm bustin' shots make the
could make 'em listen Prison ain't what we need, no longer stuck in greed Time to play and strategize, my family's gotta eat When we make somethin out
paid over dope fiends fuckin' off cash that I make nigga, what's tha sense of workin hard if you never get tp play i'm hustlen' stayin' out till it's
to send this one out to the freaky bitches Definitely all the scorpios, and the geminis, and the virgos You know I know the truth about you scorpios and you virgos No doubt
Whatcha now say? I'm watchin niggaz work their lives out without pay (huh) Whatever it takes to switch places wit the bustas on top I'm bustin' shots make
yeah, sportin jewels and s**t, yaknahmean? (Black Jesus; you can be Christian Baptist, Jehovah Witness) Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt (Islamic
was smoked out, fuck the drama Wanna break my Loc out, smokin blunts Gettin drunk off that Tanqueray gin Bout to break my nigga out the fuckin pen Mama