get yo' ass in and let's R I I I I I I D E Check 'em out now R I I I I I I D E, yeah And let's R I I I I I I D E Check 'em out now R I I I I I I D E
they know is he really like, niggaz feel my pain Know the shit I don't write be the illest shit that's ever been recited In the game word to the hyphen
everybody Underneath the bus, oh And with your poster thirty foot high At the back of Toys R Us I wrote a letter in my mind, but the words were so unkind
lot I didn't do no paper work 300 k my paper work just like the new boys Im a jerk you bring your girl you'll finish her cuz like R kelly im a flirt
to pass the torch To the whacko before I take a shit in his Jack-O-Lantern And smash it on his porch, now get off my dick Dick's too short a word for
in the three We got big, we grinded in them city streets And three left and they all tryin' na beef me There's one Birdman and one J.R We neighborhood
Deeper than every ocean Deeper than every river That?s what your presence brings to me Revealing the words I listen Seeing you in my silence Learning
me a bloodhound Throwing Blood in the air, leave blood on the ground Niggas'll trade they soul to be Drake or J. Cole Live and die for this shit, word
promise we made So how you glitter at Christmastime Wear your spots your own way be a Cheetah everyday Give me a C (Christmas with Cheetah) H (Help all your sisters) R
the car go Hot summer days, long Vegas nights We bet it all baby, welcome to the fast life (Malice verse 2) R-E-U-P-G-A-N-G Word on the street girlfriend
yeah What if somebody from the Chi that was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around? But he wasn't talking 'bout Coke and birds It was more like spoken word
[Chorus:] Please don't go, Please don't go (It's the TGT remix) [Repeat] [Verse 1:] [Tank:] Ty I'm tripping cuz I'm bout to lose my shawty, (Say word
J.J. Fad is devastating We know you like us girls so you better get steril 'Cause we are the home chicks that are rockin' your world Supersonic Supersonic Supersonic is a word
deserve the best Take a few shots, let it burn in your chest We could ride down, pumpin' N.E.R.D. in the deck Funny how a few words turn into sex Play
to do much better than my father Whether through drugs sold, or holdin' revolvers Blurry visions of dad holdin' me high It comes to me slowly, the words
The wrath of a killer, 'cause this is my football field Throwin' passes from a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel But the Q.B. don't stand for no quarterback Every word
of a killer, 'cause this is my football field Throwin' passes from a barrel, shoulder pads, apparel But the q.b. don't stand for no quarterback Every word
chill, party, and die in the same corner Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama Quick fast, trigger fingers, on the llama Revenge in their eyes, Hennessy and the ganja Word