of the 5th Ward Boyz] I'm a little lost Me and you, knowin' nothin' but the hustler Mafia life and mob musta What the loss, 5th Ward Boyz and Outlawz
'm sober, imagine when I'm drinking Without blinking man, I'll tare your crew like pages I'll rip you from the backyard of ? ... [A+] A plus the lyrically
my pocket, hot shit on The lifestyle'll be butter like the wife's smile Make a habit, don't break, it may take a while I'm a hustla, I'ma hustle til the
From a distance, ya was lookin like you wanna creep with me LB Fam, word up check it, hit the booty butt naked Niggas yo you better respect it Lost Boyz, like a
. If a crit nigga hang around they get a listen. Try to peep in my note book, but lost a leg. Got paralised neck up from what you read, a mad scientist
I'm Gone To Love You Till The End No Matter What Anybody Says The First Time I Seen Your Eyes Glissing In The Moonlight I Knew It Was A Special Night 5/5
grams is a key outta town a pound of boogie brown cost a G so I send it down couple a rounds, never lost to P never lost a G mutha fuckas never crossin