you with. if u Ever beleive that I'd ever believe that I'd ever achieve what I ever achieve chorus: you better believe it you better believe it you
the best I got a jump shot that got Kobe runnin from the west so you better wear your best ,cause we got nine, lil' dawg we don't care who got next
it still plays I stomp when i rap and i shake the whole block Stick my dick in your ear so you can hear what i got I was one of those monsters in the
you to the Marin County Sheriff department Fuck you to the F.B.I Fuck you to the C.I.A Fuck you to the B-u-s-h Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa Fuck you to
, I hit the block with a.k's, I spray, get out the block or get grazed, muthafucka You got the yay? I gots to have it, give it up nigga, You play the
. I tell her momma dont trip, it's too late to change now. Im on the block with it, I'm in the club with it. Wherever you catch me at I'm ready to bust
he came from labelling what i've done, when you aint even here taste of none of still on me, i dont even care say some i done heard it all so your two
had nothin but the clothes on their back [Let me tell you] Who i am And i can make you niggas understand I got a lot of things on my mind D.A want me
x2)] You dont know where I've been You dont know what ive been through So how can you judge me You dont know bout the life that I got You dont know what
meana, if i wanna say xxxx you, i aint gunna give you the middle finger, real niggas say xxxx you with the triger finger, run on your block and hit you
you know I love you, I'm always gonna be there for you, I'm never gonna cheat on you, I go to school, I go to work, I come home, I cook, I clean, I rub
f**k you to the F.B.I f**k you to the C.I.A f**k you to the B-u-s-h f**k you to the AmeriKKKa f**k you to all you redneck prejudice mutha f**kas And
went wrong, I hate this song and if I could change one thing about the weather well then I would tell the world and I'd become famous and then I wouldn
end to fast Get in your ass if you want have to leave me eagle mack You want a see-through class Dont take much to read you class Bitch You broke as fuck
1x] I don't need no iron I'm already creased I don't need no money I got mouthpiece Sometimes I'm suited up sometimes I don't care When I'm grindin' I
I will use no force Oh yeah, I forgot, I aint got no sauce "See, you aint care about gettin the food you was more about bringin me here, gettin me nude" I
and thrilled you more I guess I cried as you walked out the door I don't love you anymore Trouble is I don't love you any less I don't love you anymore
aim for the head homie pistol grip pumps with the rubber grips pop till it stop then slide in another clip burnin down the block you dont know who you fuckin with until you
