normal out Plus we a combination Now mark his words Paper chasin gon get you face down Whoosh With one bullet I leave you face down Yall mutherfuckers
be listen and that shit be hurting No all of us but some of us And if we dont hurry up They going to bury each and every one of us And if we dont
'm back on these highways moving cakes Life's based upon what I'ma do today Cop a car, new estate Na, fuck it get the beef and rocks blue and grey Baby
Bastard}] [Popa Chief singing "Do or die, do or die, do or die, do or die" throughout intro] (What's your move bitch nigga?) Suttin' ain't goin' down
down to block D, me and my homies The Dogg Pound would rock overseas, immense degrees No bitch niggas in the circle Beat a nigga in his face till his
...brother... Face down...brother... Face down... Face down...brother... Face down...almost...fired... Face down...I got a gun... Face down... I got a gun...I got a gun... Face down
can see myself In that building that stands across from me. Reflecting in the sky. You can see yourself Swim along the giant whales down the street.
it up, wanna come fly with us [chorus:] Shawty i wanna drink, i justa wanna cut if you see a freak tell her I just in the cut. Bottles upside down,
bitch, roofless like a stadium, We shut down every fucking spot these bitches see us in, You want us in your club, well nigga pay us then, All grey BM
the band, Rush. "I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey
Tyson in prison Listen, you ain't gangsta, killa Shorty sure only boy you touched befo' is Vicks 44 Hoes should squeeze fern, spread like a sick germ Have niggaz face down
multiplied by life wasted Swallowed by the Earth before you could even taste it [DJ Spin One cuts] "I've seen the hood raised brothers" "killed too many of us" "killed too many of us
livin' nice In the grey wit the ice Makin' money rollin' dice Livin' the life That ya'll dream of Puttin' niggas outta business like Sony did to Zenith You seen us
head com Fool happy being Flag on my face So no identityl they seein' Your enemies me and a Six double double six bitch ya bein' Face to face with
naughty motherfuckers get the feelin' ah this shit This shit so funky comes way under nigga grounds are Triple 6 I keep you hatas out my face
stop us Don't try to knock us cuz these diamonds got boppas try'na jock us We the best and what we gon' be and these haters know it So haters hate us
here, putting it down Trying to hold it down, know I'm saying Everybody out here, still representing to the fullest You know I'ma hold it down fa
Southside representin tha Three Im comin down playa made, yeah ya know Im real Im down out the South, down to pop me a pill Im rollin wood grain, down