new group for ya, Nina Ross and the Clips And from the hip I shoot, if you wanna get loot But ta tell ya the truth, I'm more focused, I'm born in the Lou' I
thousand, and ten dimes of 'dro (I'll take 'em there) Last night I realized I'm dreaming Too late now, guess I'll finish what I started baby I hit a
On the way, y'know what happened? She sucked my dick while I was rappin' I just couldn't resist I couldn't hold back, I said, "Beeyatch" Game All I
the studio at two o'clock I got dressed, smokin on some serious dank Grabbed my keys off the table and a bid ol bank I hit interstate 80 and I'm rollin
I moved to Atlanta, so you figured I was through seen me in The Source talked about retiring Trying to get payed nigga, I was lying Thinking I'm washed
Mine's is one-zero-zero-zero-zero-oh-doub' Damn near out the rear trunk when I roll up Multi till I close up, it's all basic I been spending hundreds
I hate pictures of other peoples kids I hate plastic couches in other peoples cribs I hate when other peoples crib's smell like sh-t I hate when I leave, I
Know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn cause I don't have to You can run your mouth I don't care but if you get too close I'm gonna clap
Niggas know what I'm about out here I don't toot my own horn 'cause I don't have to You can run your mouth, I don't care But if you get too close, I'm
I said befo' nigga Puttin' it down wit my bru slash Y to the O G O T T I Slash I&E for life Wanna know where I'm from I'm screamin HYDE PARK BITCH Slash
I'm missin my shit, they think I'm crazy Catch me hittin your lady in my Mercedes Bird on your baby, fuck you I'm keepin it gravy L.O.X. hold the hammers
I don't need a medic Need a liquid anesthetic, let me show you how I get it I don't got it but I bet it, I don't worry, I don't sweat it You can bitch
by B2K I just wish Eminem would stop tellin' everybody he ain't speakin' to me Like I'm one of his hoes or somethin' How 'bout this, I ain't speakin to
niggaz Bun [Verse 1 - Bun B] They thought it was over, they thought that I was done (I was done) They said I wouldn't last, I'm the last one (last one
appetite large - V-12 engine. (yeeeah!) Scorpio, I handle my business (yeees!) no tip but I stole what I finish. (yeeeah!) Roll like thick I got that
B) - w/ ad libs] I'm ridin slow (I'm in the slab, swangin up the Ave.) I'm ridin vogues (Sittin on leather with my shit together) I'm ridin fo's (I'm
you know, yeah, it show yeah You don't bother for my nigga P I M P ?Cause he out there with my nigga B I, Ben see Sixed up with you and I can see why
**ked the rest Cuz I'm a A B C D E O G (Verse 1: Yung Joc) You can catch me in the A Check my DNA What can I say? I'm a G 100% all da way The block on