to the gutter for you motherfuckers (Niggaz know the deal) Niggaz know who the Don is (Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one) Peep game, uhh, what, what Out of this
We come consistent, young, relentless No resistance, girls run from distance When we come through, pimp hard like Michigan And sip Dom, wrists armed, we glistenin This chick on, this
argue You ain't my crew, then who are you For we take off make sure that your seated Billboard read it believe it Make this money, take this money Ain
it's a celebration every time we link up We done did everything they can think of Greatness is what we on the brink of. [Chorus] I wish that I could have this
it's a celebration every time we link up We done did everything they can think of Greatness is what we on the brink of' [Chorus] I wish that I could have this
must vodoo cause baby I want you [Repeat Chorus] [(verse):Queen Latifah] About yey short about yey tall about so big about so small about this length about this width about this flow about this
are so many things that you don't know about me still in a the morning making coffee in the same routine this is what i think about in my thoughts if they ever came out
who own this song Chris could've called me, man you should've called me Man, god damn I love this song Let's talk about the way I got on this John We
out to my haters, sorry that you couldn't faze me Ain't being cocky, we just vindicated Best believe that when we done this moment will be syndicated I don't know, this
just this burnin' Got me reelin' Call the law and hold the applause Call the law and hold the applause You comin' home (Zora) But the birds are gone (Zora, is
called circlin' I don't know how, I'm way too rough to back down But I think I'm still tryin' to figure this crap out Thought I had it mapped out, but
My pride is gone, my heart is stoned My days are long, and you don't understand that My nights are cold, who do you call when you're alone? And it's
get gone, the nicest way I can 'Cause im not what you want See I tried to make this work but our loves in the dirt, so lets See who calls who first
Yo, how did he go out? He went out like a bitch So ladies We just ain't talkin' 'bout you 'Cause a lot of this pigs Are bitches too Out one night with
real fucked up Don't worry - We know who did it What're you talkin about man? The shit just happened like 3 hours ago Yeah - but we know who did it
She started actin' stupid simply would not quit Called us all punk pussies said we all weren't shit As we walked over to here hoe continued to speak So we
know the game If they don't know who you are, then they don't know what you've done "You're just makin' this harder on yourself, son" I know this shit
'd like to send peace out to all my homeboys that kept it real And love to all my niggas that have died out here In this bullshit that we call the streets