through town in the quiet of darkness to an empty port on th coast of nowhere Oh I send all my thoughts to you... Oh I send all my thoughts to you
Run through town in the quiet of darkness to an empty port on th coast of nowhere Oh I send all my thoughts to you... Oh I send all my thoughts to you
through town in the quiet of darkness to an empty port on th coast of nowhere Oh I send all my thoughts to you... Oh I send all my thoughts to you...
if Other than young F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S I'm a hot kid, hot vid and I don't got kids Benzs, Bentleys and they don't got lids Meet me then you can say you
] JMJ, my homey Mac Dre Big L, Big Pun, Big-gie (talk to 'em) 2Pac "Live and Die in L.A." (L.A.!) N.W.A., I used to love Eazy Back when everybody was
won't kill Let me show you the stars take you back to the car Rewind time march 3, 1994 I was only in my teen's deuce-deuce in my Levi's When Nas hit
send shouts out to my Breman niggas My Addams family niggas My 10-5 gangster street heroin sellin niggas I wanna send shouts out to my niggas all the
wanna send shouts out to my Breman niggas My Addams family niggas My 10-5 gangster street heroin sellin niggas I wanna send shouts out to my niggas all
his early days It's the Inc. and Lopez now [Jennifer Lopez] Ain't it funny It's been awhile since you came around Now ya wanna see what's goin' down
it [Naomi Campbell] Yo, this is Naomi Campbell chillin' with Wyclef I just wanna tell you L.L., your record is wack L.L., why don't you just give up? [
it's your man B.D. From N.Y.C., the N.Y.G. (IT'S) M.O.P., and X to the Z is a friend of our family (YEAH MY NIGGA) For you, counterfeit, wannabe hardcore
one Salute me! [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Fabolous] On second thought, I got the heart of a s-s-s-s-solider I t-t-t-t-told ya I ain't come to play y'all My
Keep the struggle, keep the movin' and going, baby I wanna send shouts out to my kins, my niggas What's up my niggas I told y'all we was gone give y
2] Say that red hat them red b`s white b`s 23`s out the Bentley and we stay fly hunded g`s p-r-p`s hum v`s We d boys getting money on dem 25`s 5 star
in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta key
face with single-edged razors Cold street intelligence, O.G.'s and Rebel Men Grip quick, cock squeeze and Level Men to settle it From L.A. to B.K., from B.K. to L
and took my finger off the trigger You made my mother proud of me that's why I got to give it up You turned my life around that's why I got much love
the wall Like MJ in his early days It's the INC and Lopez now Ain't that funny, it's been a while since you came around Now ya wanna see what's goin