all Shit, 'cause these my dawgs and dem Keep letting me know, you ain't ready for that Don't hang in the hood no mo', guess you too heavy for that Don't
niggas, I shed blood My niggas, y'all don't owe me shit, just show me love I'ma get us out these streets, help our family eat Move us out the hoods,
' I'ma cock it and bust And MJG gon' be right with me if that eight ain't enough If 8 ain't enough, don't worry, I got eight in the clip Eight for them
you bout boy) Thugged out boy (Thugged out boy) From the South boy (From the South boy) Shut ya mouth boy (Shut ya mouth boy) [Mystikal
plush Don't got no main lady 'cuz I don't like to fuck Just got one I can trust to bust these keys down to dust Split these G'z out with us, shut these
a nigga shit wide open Jump back in the nickle with the barrel still smokin Fillmore nigga, yeah bitch break bread I don't want no pussy, I don't
ASCAP and BMI Catch me drivin' DUI Look cause I don't give a fuck nigga I'm livin' or die Who on this track fuckin' with me, y'all is willin' to try
days, and it won't be long (It won't be long now) One of these days, and it won't be long (You bound to come up) One of these days, and it won't be
in this precious metal and steel [Chorus 2X: Bizzy Bone] Now do you want me? Don't be fake And don't have the nerve to try to play me like you're real
big brother Mase and jell overnight He wouldn't sell us out or yell us out But messin' with Hud, we ain't even get to bail him out I can't believe this
still, life still goes on You wasn't my daddy, daddy You never taught me the streets And didn't know what you mean to me You wasn't my daddy, daddy Let me
me You just met me, but you sweat me You wanna freeze my wrist an' brigette me You wanna fuck me, you wanna touch me You wanna lock me down, handcuff me
from me y'all From the Hood to Hollywood, they respectin' me y'all And even overseas they acceptin' me y'all All the ladies show me love, the thugs reppin' me
me Money is me, that folding on those switches is me Went out on the seat and out with all those bitches is me I make money, while I'm sleeping 'Cause money don't
me head Fuck your husband for Geezy I know you gon' break bread I know you clowns don't like it, gotta accept it You don't, get wetted I know you gotta respect it You don't
't handin' out no mo' cash Mommas imitate my logo fast Daddies take the safety off and blast Now's the time for you to showyoass They ain't handin' out
sippin' on crown, smokin' that Jane Open the brain, let that shit inject, you think that I'm playin' Don't make me get at your kin fo' those that can't
numbers left of the decimal I done fucked up movements like cerebral palsy You don't know me, don't pause me - I'll throw lead at you Mean I earned e'