you live with yourself? What is wrong with you? Where did you go? After everything we've been through, how could you do this? Your broken teeth and the scars on your face, you
Some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday To old Nell, Sigel street I ain't forget you Twenty niggas on the block trying to chase that buck Nosey neighbors
, but you ain't, you fuck around an crumble Then you come up short on yo bundle An plus the dope fiends be gafflin', rolled out all yo scratch You broke, so you
the best crooks Eh Bail, look who that? Who the fuck is that? You're cocaine, give it to me, now what the fuck? You, you must be snortin' some shit
and slyain it still. so bring who you feel bring who you feeling bring em around and ima lay them down its just another sound boy killin. you boy wanna
this, superlogical that Digital, take it back with superlogical rap Have a shootout at midnight, the sequel's quicker Forty four colt jolt, all you seen was the flicker You
up and I'll copy you I said, "Put your hands up and I'll copy you" Put your hands up and I'll copy you If you've got more to give then you've got to
you be my Ghetto neighbor Would you be my Could you be my Won't you be my We neighbors ya'll Would you be my Could you be my Won't you be my
You rewind this, Bad Boy's behind this As we proceed to give you what you need 9 to 5 mother***, get live mother*** As we proceed to give you what you
gamblin' spot and heard the intricate plot Some people wanna stick me like flypaper neighbor Slow down love, please chill, drop the caper Remember all you people from the hill up in Brownsville? That you
And when you be serving you might see work On Club Nina when you walk up you might be hurt You might skee skirt Cause you ain't getting in if you ain
is to over-rated We finally made it You gonna be working until your life time is took up You shook up, but guess what.. [hook] We got what you need
Bitch, I was born and raised in the ninth ward So you niggas don't bother me You can say what you may about the ninth ward But I bet you won't follow
] Bitch,i was born and raised in the ninth ward So you niggas don't bother me You can say what you may about the ninth ward But I bet you won't follow
off Making swirls with the paintbrush You say-what could this be of? We're laughing, neighbors they make fuss Then you serenade me Lucky lucky me You
to hide Well, Judas, he just winked and said "All right, I'll leave you here But you'd better hurry up and choose Which of those bills you want Before
about to be taken Look up into his eyes, ?Look here's what we gonna do You've bin possessed by a demon, we gonna beat him out of you? Sinita cries for
Whip Face down, gettin dirt on my back to school fit My neighbor that was next to me got black and blue lips When the fuse lit, you don't see the few
