hardly see the page at all 'Cause it's breaking my heart When I look in your eyes And I don't see me anymore Oh, and you're all I'm living for Baby
Roll over, then pull it, got my bullet in my fo fo Gotta stand, it's turnin' to a jungle Comin' out a 4-door Benz and I spend a lot for show No, no,
-Wish Bone- All paid 4, money on the wood so its no car note. -Layzie Bone- We far from broke, thats all know, so you better get it right, when it comes
and put in the back and I murder a nigga, stead put in the, shoot it! if it aint black owned then we loot it, Burn this bitch down, lets do it! We aint
' with 'cuz All the real niggas in the streets with heat If you really got beef, then buck it, fuck it Nigga get disgusted, commit that 187 in public If
play your babysitter I came here to split your mother fuckin' wig, nigga If your block gettin' money nigga, I want in Run it in before I run in Your
they come again through customs Mad ways to dead the wax, one way to bust him [Chorus:] If it's alright with you, it's alright with me We can take this
You Want It Cause You Shakin It All Fo Me Givin It All Fo Me Rubbin That (Body On Me) Keep On Shakin It All 4 Me Givin It All To Me Rubbin That (Body
m all over you Uh-huh All over you Uh-huh All over you girl I?m not a sucker for love (no) X4 (cause I?m) If there?s a moment in truth in a relationship
got two cells connected Yack in one hand, with the other, the lizm And if I push you down and wet you, it's not Baptism Bitch, this is Mafia, it won'
got two cells connected (SL) Yack in one hand, the other the lizm And If I push you down and wet you it's not baptism (SP) Bitch this is mafia It won
it catchin' bullets with my teeth You can feel it in your chest Like Bruce Lee jumpin' on your vest But I can't feel yours through my Superman "S" Yes
Yeah, they tried to put me in a box It's impossible R-Les (Oh yeah) And this time it's all or nothing (Set it real, oh yeah) Listen I'ma take you 10
say the glass is half full When she say my heart is too cold I'm gonna say it's cuz im that cool I'm that dude, that's not even a possibly On fire just
Jersey lights, that's where I live Where I get lost like one of Kennedy kids Then I reappear when it's Time 4 Aksion Then disappear again like LaToya Jackson, it's
the oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-G's from forty-three goddamnit I'm gonna whoop your ass, til your heart stop beating And if you keep on with that dirty mistreatin
'all spread when my bullet's daytona Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4 cover Comin', comin' through duck Run 4
s, dirty [Chorus 1 - Nelly] I - am - number one, no matter if you like it Here take it sit down and write it I - am - number one Hey hey hey hey... What