Shit happens, gun clap for you in a gift wrappin' You should follow how the style switch up Like a group of religious niggaz schemin' to kill they ArchBishop You
, how you gonna hit 'em with a new style? Know that motherfucker well, what you gonna do now? Whatever I wanna do, gosh, it's cool now Not gonna do us
mean harm, oh But, baby, you'd be charming If you'd come undone, get back where you started from Maybe nobody loved you when you were young Maybe, boy, when you
gotta lotta love Got a lotta love G A T E S, I hope you wear a vest Even after you're out the fuckin' office 'Cuz we're on a totally different tip Fuck
behind doors I got a new attitude, no trust Got me in a corner all a nigga can do is bust It may be you There's gonna be a lot of dead before I'm through
bitches, guys are darker than shit You musta not a known when you fuckin' hit that day Or maybe you di, you're dyin' anyway And not just you, some of
Ice on a Syndicate Rhyme spree You say you wanna be down, you gotta talk to me You wanna get in? Put a sucker's head out Sound a little hot for you,
Muggs scratching quotes below] YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [Flavor Flav] Move it YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [Flavor Flav] Move it YOU GONNA GET YOURS!! - [
preach to you if I can?t feed you I?ll tell you what though I hope these words reach you Cuz you never know where life?ll lead you We gon party for my
teach you how to play, how the big boys play when you come around my way ya heard me? you see the bentley got the 20 inch crome ya heard me? you could
don't be in the project hallway Talking 'bout how I be in the project all day That sounds stupid to me If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to
creek gonna rise I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise Some how some way, some how some way I'm be a nigga and these streets gonna rise, some how
Tyga and Jay Sean:- A-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-ah Life life Im living my life life Got a bitch wit an ass so nice Night
gonna take my life Ain't nobody gonna get the best of me Ain't a preacher gonna save me now Grab a seat, I'm gonna show you how Everybody hit the pyro
be I'm balling against the law shorty go on arrest me then Don't take me to jail Ohhh Don't take me to jail If you gonna treat me like a crook putting
ma kill So you can have all the jewelry Have all the cars Have all the fame Have all the broads you can have the fact that I'm a star Just so you can
time Heals everything But they don't know you And the scars you bring 'Cause you left a jagged hole And I can't stand it anymore If heartache was a