Letras:
P O Box Would It Be Yours

heart stopped beating, they kiss our lifeless skin. If i needed one more tear to get in up, Would it be yours? Would it be yours? We have lost our lives

it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it

it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit ya like you a swifter

it fool I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin' you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to bun it don't give it Wipe the streets wit

Would be the one to make you blink out, I catch you like Inca Never will there ever be another like me Um you can play the left, cuz it ain't no right

no game or foley, it's your life, and you've only got one, so you better do it right or it will soon be done, you want to be popular, you want to be cool

where y'all hands is at, get it? Got it [Chorus] Yeah, nickle ain't going nowhere Yeah, I ask who want it, nobody Say, Yeah, hoes that used to be like

with the sheritten See what yours can be mine without, inherittin' Give up your chains and them little diamonds in your ear Is it worth your family cryin

it he'll be sniffin her seat We travel in packs and we do it from the back How else can you get to the booty? We do it Doggystyle, all the while we do