hands that sweat The camera pans the away fans end Twenty quid for blues to thrash the reds Then cash that cash, when the ref has said My mates out, his pads a
do a stupid thing like that Coz yeah it felt like we were through though But I could've ruined it, I?m such a twat (I lost you for a minute yeah
could tell him about the dough on the draws That's somethin' I don't know, I swore The coat thing will look dodgy loads more If I don't throw it down
let out a sigh ?Cause I can?t imagine my life without you and me There?s things I can?t imagine doin?, things I can?t imagine seein? It weren't supposed
I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets to a player is the place
worry 'bout the basic stroll Hooking up my Cadillac, and upping my gold Throw in a blow job, they'll fuck off grands A hundred for a full hit, 50 for a
baby's be goin' crazy While niggas bet he dippin', you know they got that That street money, that street, that street money That street money, that street, that street
keep a tune on me just like a mechanic flow You ain't gettin' paper what you up in the game for? Gettin' paper now, couldn't be a complainer Trunk lift up at a
.O. what these niggas mad at me for Wound up lookin cry baby like T.O. Don't blame me nigga, blame my C-E-O He wanna take a trip, To the money Let's G
flowin' like a breeze This ain't Halloween, ain't no trick or treat You young silly ass hoe's can't get shit for free I give a fuck about what niggas
a leader like a preacher or presume a steeper Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons Come
from across the street And Huh Huh! Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you! Well a picture can express a thousand words
but no dough [Outro: sample] I don't want no horns blowing.. I don't want the -- I don't want the drummer.. I don't want the -- I don't want the drummer
reasons why this world don't really care Thats what it costs for a wheel chair! What you know bout terrible? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible
m a.. RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nuthin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
m a.. RIOT MAKER! And I come out bustin... I'm a.. RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about nothin! I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper.. Riot
actin' girl, like a fool Got the Benz on loan, Sadat rollin' by your school You brought your frontin' friend Gwen, beggin' for the Benjamin I'll see you a ten, with a