long it hurts I wanna hear you say the words, please Chorus Don't, don't let me be the last to know Don't hold back, just let it go I need to
that ho like I'm Jackie-O Cause I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my
that ho like I'm Jackie-O Cuz I don't wanna be cool, I don't wanna be you I don't wanna shake hands, or wear your G-Unit shoes Don't want you on my hooks
Industry niggaz I'll admit to that But I don't even want your chain I'll let the Crips do that 12 bars for that bitch he won't live through that Even
us through Somebody that understand our pain You know maybe not too perfect, you know Somebody that hurt like we hurt Somebody that smoke like we smoke
call ryder music All the gangstas are ridin' to it Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it When we ride to that ryder music (let's go) [Let's go] [Verse
so I ain't gotta rap But I'm thankful for that, don't mistakin' me black Cuz you'll be stankin' in the back of a fuckin' Cadillac [Eminem] I'ma get snuffed
the rapper I let loose almost anything, I love this game I won't stop rappin, I don't stop rappin I make too much money bitch I can't stop rappin I live
them thugsta niggaz right here! What, what? Them other niggaz play tenderous, and won't bust! Not-not me no... no, not me no, I will, bust at will, I'
I be I, you cannot see I Flabbergasted, blasted, my Magnum P.I. Oops I lie, I got a cannon bout the size of Grand Canyon I'm prime time, giving MC's
I seem to be heavy I don't mean to be heavy Maybe 'Lo you should lighten up I really would if I could But I really don't think that anybody shell out
How y'all feel out there That's cool Alright You know, sometimes I wanna rap Sometimes I wanna sing, you know what I mean Sometimes all it calls for is
and join what you can't beat nigga I won't take the mark so I can't eat nigga Holla if I'm talking to ya, (AH!) I'll walk straight through ya 'Cause I
that didn't matter did it? I know you're livin, but you put your fuckin self in it Don't try to make a move, nigga don't go fuckin 'dere I know you're
last CD was out, you wasn't bumpin me But now that I got this little company Everybody wanna come to me like it was some disease But you won't get a crumb from me
the music that we all know and love The music that we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroy Let's rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on
I hear the last verse of self destruction, this liquer makes me wanna blast the chrome, to let you know that time without morse dangerom (??), (nigga) I low down and shifty, quickly call