Текстове на песни:
Pro Pain Lesson Learned

town with all your might. looks like he's in for one hell of a fight. lesson learned, lesson earned, the streets were stolen, the tables were turned. lesson learned, lesson

you know we stayin playa made, you know we gotta strive to the T-o-p, thats the top man Ima come through nigga down to bring the pain If these hoes down

ghost, My body's missing my only soul, Invaded by a mysterious host, It's got my craving waiting the savoring of serious gore, I'm almost like Bateman, but less

the '80s, y'all *** is lazy Complainin' 'bout labor pains, ***, show me the baby And my *** Game, light another ***, pass the bottle Pro-black, I don't pick cotton out aspirin bottle Yeah, I learned my lessons

knees into the floor -- and take it in, that sweetly spread ass like a real pro whore" Her subsequent screams seemed to praise Sent messages of pleasure and pain

Pro Tools There's not too many that ever walked in the Loc shoes Or tell the tale that my heart contains I explain, so many different parts of pain I'

knees into the floor -- and take it in, that sweetly spread ass like a real pro whore" Her subsequent screams seemed to praise Sent messages of pleasure and pain

gon' hustle and cheat - let's go [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, uhh, now walkin down the block without'cha weapon is a first class ticket to a lesson

still gon' hustle and cheat - let's go [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, uhh, now walkin down the block without'cha weapon is a first class ticket to a lesson