Pardon, P dub shines regardless Remorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeists My advice, 'fore you get like that is think twice 'Fore you move on it, put jewels
don't know why that other rapper got stripped for his jewels You know how easy it is to get shit confused I wasn't even in New York, I was just on the cruise Somewhere way
t know why that other rapper got stripped for his jewels You know how easy it is to get shit confused I wasn't even in New York, I was just in the cruise Somewhere way
(Clue!) Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake And I keep the faith in the Knicks, them fuckers And I'm quick to get slick with the lip and word
move I don't know why that other rapper got stripped for his jewels You know how easy it is to get shit confused I wasn't even in New York, I was just on the cruise Somewhere way
I'm bad word to mothers I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother I'm a bad, yo, word to the mother I'm a bad (Bad, bad and
lot to go pop trunks Hoes are slapped, jewels are snatched Brothers are caught in the cross fire without no Caps And on my way out, I heard a sucker
my nigga Lance, took Kim and Cee's advance Bought ten bricks, four pounds of weed plants From Branson, now we lampin', twelve room mansion Bitches get naked off, "Get
exist I shoot to kill and I'll be damned if I miss A warrior waiting for Armageddon I get serious as hell when I'm threatened Intent to get hostile
yourself is probably already hitched It happen but you just dancing trying to get you a lick Or maybe you in love with the attention you get Either way
get it confused. He is not I, I got my eye on you. I really like the way you eye my jewels. You so first class, put a tie on you. I like the way, she
, I figure, I kill that nigga for stepping I tote the four-fifth riff, and get your jaw shift Flip phones and add jewels got me looking gorgeous Ignore the style and get
Andre the Giant is great, but I should also mention Lord Finesse, he's the Funky Technician I'm on my way to the studio, it's the only way that I know
night My weight crush trash broken glass Play the wall with one foot up Yo what up Ish? What's up The flyer we get the higher we get Good tryers Is
Like holy moly, I might get some religion and leave you holy, holy Yeah, this rhyme is so fat, it's roly poly I give you intimate details so you can get
her body so loco Jewel of the Nile so I'm romancing the stone The rhythm is in the words and I watched her dance to my poems The way she move them hips
true to my path, word I get lonelier each time You go away I lose my mind I lay awake 'til you come and make things right (Yeah, yeah) I get lonelier
them cats that forgot But don't get too close, because you might get shot We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down All the way