cola, Satan's cheaper Buy you a bag of Fritos? I wouldn't let you eat the fuckin' chip on my shoulder If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye for you
And the potholes hidden in the road That you travel on your lifelong mission Just listen everyday like a snap shot is taken If you live you could learn if you
g's, need keys to free their grandson Run but you can't hide, rich is what we long for You get your wig split back, caught in this thug war [Myalansky
coupe All the sh-t I did for her and this who you gon listen to Her life I submit to you is evidence I never been on bullsh-t she aint caught me on no
who the fuck could complain? Huh? [Gudda Gudda] So you mad cause I'm styling on you? Lights off, mask on, creepy silent on you Get violent on you, you
way they talk is with a full clip you gon make them boys dump you gon make them boys slump you gon make them boys dump leave you and your man slump you
told you before, you now know it then Chorus: If you blatantly hatin' and waitin on my downfall Then just be patient, and kiss my ass! If you didn't believe and you
you see two men are talkin'? But Thought I told your ass to get the walkin' Now, I think you'll better leave this place 'Cause I'm about to catch a case You
Mr. Biggs, before you're done} Wait, how you know my name, son (Honey wait, I was gonna tell you) Move, this cat looks real familiar Hmm, now don't I know you
schemin' First Country caught a body then, Country caught a body then I popped a couple niggas then Country shot everybody It's cold blooded it's real shit you
out Invites only, don't tell no slouch How you feel around some made cats, really on chill Laidback with the Alize, merely's conceal Conversatin' like some whore pimps caught
cover up the scars milk in his brain cause that?s what it takes till he cant recognize his own face help his case hell pretend hell even call you a friend
you nothing but hell Be careful where you roam 'cause you might not make it home Don't you dare ever get lost 'cause you get caught up in that sauce
to And my eyes, they don't see you no more And my lips, they don't kiss, they don't kiss the way they used to And my eyes don't recognize you no more
Hello, Boys and Girls. This is a story that I like to call, ``Peter and the Wolf''. Are you sitting comfortably? Are you!? Good, then let's begin....
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Case number C601999 will the defendant please stand Is there anything you wish to say on this matter Before sentencing Bizzy Bone? No man You
got you If you relentless they can't stop you let 'em hang, they gone watch you Yeah, we the enemies of the world, won't let no territories homie You