standing face to face with nothing left to say But goodbye to yesterday I don't know if I can make it I don't know if I'm that strong I don't know where
all soft that we pop shit Fuck that, I'll die before I let the hardcore go Cause I'm a nigga from the G-H-E-T-T-O I got a posse who's airtight, quick
out? I'll bail out with a [unverified], that pussy makes me change Or expansion on the mansion or acres in the shooting range Shootin' thangs, it don't make you a villain (Shootin
' on my thug ass nigga Eazy-E (Eazy-E) Six deep in a six-double-o Benzo fo' the love of money I gotta get the paper I told y'all ain't a damn thang changed
Negai-dorina no yo do****e fuan'na no? And I don't know why, and I don't know why Tsuite kite yo ne I don't wanna say good bye Good bye, Good bye Mr.
what you get for tellin niggaz that you better than 'Bis Not possible - if I can't pronounce it, it ain't rhymable The audible probability probably ain't
in the house trying to be held up tight So jazzy jeff and fresh prince don't mean to bust your bubble But guys of the world ain't nuthin but trouble
Latifah in the house Definetely representin Jersey on the love love Coolin' in the county; shoot (???) But damn I miss home [Chorus 4X] I can't.. forget
fine ass bitch or 'The Look Shooker' Yo, bitch, I might be ugly, at least I ain't got no money Or 'The Never Ending Shooting Star' Just 'cuz he got a
If you chumps can afford some Spray it on lightly and wallah, all of the whores come Work it Felicia O, until you end up wit a sore thumb Baby, can't
back, a few they clapped But I ate those, them shits is Scooby Snacks I ain't see stars, I'm a G pa Threw the Lam' in 6th, Drove to the E.R. Had to make
Those who don't wanna feel it need to kill it Knows that I can giddy go when it's time to get On the M I C H R O P H O N E, it's me the hustler 40 With
This is a movie and every movie must go off But this gangsta doesn't die like O-Dogg Say what up Blood! What da lick Reid!? Five star general and the
Cuba, still workin' on her visa Her girlfriend Lisa, met her in Puerto Rico How she don't suck dick but expectin' me to eat her That hoe crazy, man, you don't
' injured Nigga, don't you know by now the tank can't be dented? And when we reach a hundred million cartridges We ain't finished bitch, shoot yourself in the head If you can't
F.T.E in the buildin, Young star J.R., Big Fruit on the beat, Look here. I got what ya'll been waitin for, We do it for fun part four, It's Mr. Too cold
