that nigga miss Bun B So we gon keep it on the G That's comin for my brother and me And we gon be here when you hit the streets We waiting on the date
know that nigga miss Bun B So we gon' keep it on the G that's comin' for my brother and me And we gon' be here when you hit the streets We waiting on
sacrifice the life and niggaz see flashes of light When you trapped up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife Niggaz get caught up in the struggle
the suckers who are runnin' this nation Yes, I'm pullin' no punches The government gets drugs in bunches Shock G get the nine But don't shoot until
keep me in tune I still remember when we first met Yo, it was up north, I had the Iraq flag your comrad With do bad yo Arab damn dun how you get caught
the problem I read the grid kid, I did every column I note the animal kingdom, and the phylum Whylum style 'em until they get to hit the target I mark
Ollie ollie, oxen free Like one, two, three Red light, green light, one, two, three Yo, I pop six boxes, play some scalezes, uh Pitch the ball, I'ma
it come and hit you When we gonna get runner, we walk off 'Cause is more than breath we want And we come in here headhuntin' But we won't stop till we get
I hit it till the mornin I'll be sexin' you up until the sun goes down We ride, get high, hit clubs, we ball, we bad Till the sun comes up, yo, can I hit
know that I shall proceed [buckshot] I can't wait to get rid of y'all captain crunch niggas on the mic One hit wonders, scared of the under, i'mma bring the light
of the store, hopped out of the car 50 cent quickly got a cigar Said we need to find a place where we can park and talk Where police don't come, we can
of the hits We done hittin' 'em for hire, gettin' the job done right every time Some nigga want to get his contract expired Never get tried of buckin
to maintain my composure Anticipated while you still screaming to get exposure Rap soldier in the cipher I'm first to set it My lyrics get the U.S. Open
ain't girls we in three different worlds So he mentioned instead that he wanted some head She obliged no menage then fled We were straight for 'bout a month Until
your neibourgh hood nigga they holla stop buck red light but green mean go if people see me on top and they see me broke fuck a billie we treat em like