come thru Cos niggaz get stuck when I come thru Never know what I'm gone do Duck when I come thru Cos niggaz get bucked when I come thru Never know what
life Where the fame is, shorty almost died when we came there Girl, I know you diggin' the ditty dop This my world come thru the whole city stop Looks
shittin' on all you cocker-spaniels I just keep shootin' like I'm flippin' thru the channels Tunechi [Chorus] [Fiend] I'm a residue rapper, potato
I welcome them back to the world they think is run by laws The world is run by men who use laws for tools I come thru war tactics like Shaka Zulu Mcs
't understand what's going on sometimes some situations like this come out in my rhymes but Queen Latifah ain't gone just yet cause when it's come to
fiends so open up your pores for daddy and let me swim thru your blood stream We don't need no medication you can buy this virus come and try this
send your son to speech We a hundred deep and stay bustin the heat Puttin niggas to sleep, in six feet sweaps Joe the Don, ready for war when it's on Come
the pain away i charge the game And put my problems on layaway A black man but i feel so blue So i smoke green and purple til my dreams come true
lethal in the gas chamber I'm full of anger, nigga the west is in the house But you still in for some danger And when I'm thru, I take your bitch and
Big ballin' bitch like Boss come thru like it ain't no thang Paper chase, hustlin' nothin' changed Ask me again I'll tell you the same Don't hustle the
' on chrome, pushin' the Coupe I'm a soldier, soldier, soldier, soldier We play the block to the morning 'til the sun comes up Or fiends run out, hustle 'til them guns come
't leave my chrome thats my love jones Niggas in front of the building niggas making a killing But when I come through niggas catching they feelings 'cause the fiends
and crack fiends, stranglers and triple beams You can not imagine all tha shit that a nigga seen Now I done seen niggas get they head busted for nothin' They leave and come
when she move to Calypso Make it hard for me to let go Chorus Baby you should know you're my critic tonight That's why you can't come thru to my crib
walk The backstreets without heat On the 41st Side settin' it of 12th Street The cyber-niggaz don't give a fuck Decide well if you come thru frontin',
nigga say he gone do I represent bulletproof And I been down since '92 Y'all don't know what I done been thru Hook: male singer Look what I'm going thru
?m flippin a key I got what y?all need (Satisfaction Guaranteed) I got what y?all need (Satisfaction Guaranteed) I got pure for the fiends give u more than a breeze, thru
wont get our hearts bruised We make smart moves mix good drinks Smoke good weed wake up late Watch TV in 1080 See the whole world thru sleepy eyes Anywhere
