Letras:
Styles P Man Of The Men

my man up at ten He said P (whattup dawg) get the GT if you damaged the Benz It ain't the money it's respect that make me man of the men He said dollars

stolen mini-van Stop at his house I dont see many men Matter of fact I dont see any men One plain clothed cop call him Lieutenant Dan Officer why ya man

robbed This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm sayin? [50 Cent] R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD Aiyyo the bottom

The dirty dozen is non-stop.. To the top from tree tops to ewoks that pop Reeboks And men with pre-ops Yo now there is 3-Pac's Master P....Thug Life and

They used to call me that little white kid Who could rock on the two turntables And that aint no fable Watchin' Eddie Murphy instead of Clark Gable My whole life style

melody My... We gon' freak it for this one time, man Drunken Master It's just those wicked flow skills My... One time ...malignant melody Two more times, man Let me go towards 'em, man

Left his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the slums With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow React slow nigga and get, P.L.O. By the lone

Left his son to grow, in the ghettoes of the slums With a shot that go, for twisted metal for cash flow React slow nigga and get, P.L.O. By the lone

it in so long It's when you open Her door or come? You give her your coat When it's cold outside A man ain't a man Until hes been To his woman Compliments