our last 16 rounds Which it ticks me now, I spit swift like our leaf fist Crystal weave drown, real shit, what you need now Niggas sayin if you got beef
go lets go back to school to the oldschool [chorus 4x] lets go back to school to the old school to the times when the single file lines was the rule
yeah dog you look cool Now pull out your chains and floss your jewels And keep clubbin' I pull up on gold shoes I walk in actin' fool Hell nah it ain't no rules
' me You gotta play by the rules when you on these streets You lil' n*** tryin' to mimic what you seein' on beef, you better Bustaclip, bustaclip, yeah
movies, n-ggas act a fool When you pushing a beemer, who gives a f-ck about a School? Mom's seta curfew, but I was breaking all the rules Kicked a n-gga
sentence all that shit is absurd You find a strip first, if you don't cook find a bitch first If you don't hustle find a nigga who pitch first You new
'em Cats slide to the hood but I walk through it Holdin' my f*** and that's all to it This ain't no new, yeah, told you when I metcha Show some f***
's Your Body Your Body (My Body Body) Your Body (My Body Body) That Got Us Goin Crayayzy... [Verse 1: Ja Rule (Ashley Joi)] Shawty Got A History (A Sexy Freak You
I know ("F'real") You can do it ("Listen to the story I tell yo) Be abidin', chy'all (F'real") I know ("Don't let 'em hate to front you") You can see
x Had him dodgin every muthafuckin up in the room [ VERSE 2 ] They say the youngsters run the penitentiary (I think they do) They say the youngsters doin shit that you
soon as no limit hit the scene So what you scared for, you niggas acting like you don't know I brought my whole fuckin click nigga, what the fuck you
you at home and they hit you at school they hate you if your clever and they despise the fool 'till you're so f
to who To me and my crew, nigga the grey and the blue You through, you knew you shouldn't have done that Now how the fuck you figure that we wasn't gon
them goon rules if you cant beat em then you pop em, You cant man em then you mop em, You cant man em then you drop em, You drop em cuz we pop em like
holla, hoes? What, what you're needin' Buck, buck and you'll be bleedin' And you don't wanna go out like that, do ya? 'Cause if you do, you're fuckin
the death, F to the S man it dont get no realer... Chorus: Imma tell you like a nigga told me, Imma tell you like a nigga told me, Imma tell you like
's obvious to see that yoru're in need You shift you hips I can't resist It's kind of sick the way that you f*** wit my mind chours: You do it everytime
become you But once the world numbs you, you'll feel like it's only one you Now you got the power to do anything you want to Until you ask yourself, "