clue Now we rocking 1-0-8 down to 88 point negative 2, ewe Big up the Offishall gal crew, it's Mr. Richie if you never knew Now you know, so ho, don't
make it flood 'Cause I walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus Rain, rain go away, that's what all my haters say My pockets stuck on overload, my rain never
old days I can still remember good old Mr. Fender Who ran the corner grocery store Oh, he'd stroll down the aisle with a big friendly smile And he'd say
to God and try to understand How people can worship false prophets and say prayers to a man I guess they already gone, ain't nothin gone bring them back So I just say
is listen shit only a fool'd believe 275, big fat and nasty, fuck bein classy Im straight ghetto, chuckin beer bottles out da window nigga i been broke so i say
bitch He-yeah Huh youknowmsayin? Check it out [ VERSE 1 ] I started small time, dope game, cocaine Pushin rocks on the block, I'm never broke, mayn But
away Even though I never know the outcomes it's always safe to pray And try to do my best to understand he write a rhyme away I got a call from Mr. Rogers
piano have the drums come in real bold but i couldn't think of anything good to say so the big ballot strings will never get played pretty melody i wrote will never
life for it. Some niggas'll take a life for it. But I'm a say it I did it all legitimate then put my niggas on it just to say I was considerate. Race
brand new installment from the late great Mr. Christohper Wallace, They call us pompus, Can I be honest? Honestly, Modesty wasn't ever in my policy, Apology accepted, you aint say
guess who's the Prom King they having a kissing fight and I'm Don King everybody know I'm coming soon like LeBron's ring I'm Big L, Notorious, Big Pun
always feel like, Somebody's Watchin Me ooh, Somebody's Watchin Me It's gotta be that, that that that nigga that sweat my shit I say say say, "Black
little backwood A whole lotta money big tip I would, I put her on the train little engine could BITCH! {CHORUS} [Roscoe Dash Verse] Roscoe Dash ok, R-O-S-C-O-E Mr
Just like a sixty-four (Robyn) Now you know me I'm a woman of peace I don't never take nothin' don't belong to me I throw down and say "Whatever's gonna
Everybody?s on the paper chase, its one big rat race Everybody got a screw face So many too fake Checking the height, they say they ready to ride Im on
, yeah man Pick them out line them up like Jeezy say Niggaz can't out hustle me on a freezy day I need a duffle bag bitch like Weezy say Any nigga steal
game shakin like Mahmoud Abdul Rauf/ Not turrets, gotta rep, my team to the end Lambos to ferraris to the beamers to the benz If I blam it'll kill, never ran never