homey I miss you (I miss you)i miss you (I miss you)i really miss my homies (I miss you)i miss you (I miss you)(ohh ohh) I miss you(ohh ohh) I'm prayin
one to quit I've always been the leader But I feel this world is like a b***h and I know I don't need her If I ever had this I never took the time to
on the run, I know it Three of his niggas got life, he use to roll with And told 'em I bodied an upcoming basketball star Once I heard that, I fell out
tellyville i got a celly bill plus how your belly feel?(ughh)did i do dat? like mr. cal i bet you never would of let me go if you knew dat i hit quit
if I miss some I gotta burn ya, then I'm arrested, for what? Attempt murda, never out done only out doin' Fuckin' them bitches and then I leave 'em
I'm gone kill it I fuck your pussy so hard I make ya momma feel it (mac) Now where the gimps, I slam em like shawn kemp I guess I'm a born pimp cause
big ed] Niggas about to get fucked up I guess you niggas don't know that I can bucked up I'm quick to pull the gats, let 'em go, bust bust bust Stampede
it With me) I got somethin new(big ed) ride with us Big ed: I got a new dance for ya Silkk: Big ed tell em how it go Big ed: It's called the rodeo
skinny let em fry like bacon If you're scared, say you're scared (I'm scared) Then know I'm breakin your neck and breakin that leg As soon as I put this shit down for big ed
spot to see which freak be hot For me, what do you know I got four of em Give em all equal time cause I don't love em I got this big fat trojan full of
my boys on the motherfucking paint everywhere I rome every all dead bodies god damn I was like John Gotti locked in a sell i was like a big black gorilla
across, so bust, the floss As I go in between, the grit and the dirt Listen to the mission listen Miss as I do work, umm As I crack the, monotone children
ya oc it's a black box bullets break em in half, call em snap shots i aint gotta tussle i keep myself outta truble i got gorrillas that'll sent you guys
, you can feel yo Kickin in you do', like a steel toe, for real doe Y'all gon' learn, I spit germs When you come short on Big Worm, you get burned Punks
passes Who ride? I ride with my 9 hoe I creep as I crept 'cause I gotta keep that low pro Rollin' thru my hood, rollin' thru my hood That is what I see when I
oven So I can cook the dooty casserole That's how I'm living, givin' bitches the shits I fuck 'em between they tits, then I bust a nut on they lips I
't nobody leavin' alive until we find 'em Excuse me, miss, no I ain't havin' it I smacked him with the four pound, bitch hit the ground Then I stepped
fits Makin' it with a long kiss Make her jam meet these fists She f'ed with the wrong chick Astonished, you want this I promise I won't miss And I get, miss
