to move out Or get a new house, it's like livin' in a war, walkin' through shootouts And you doubt God exists, when hard fists Be poundin' on your head
her I'm a bolder man I'mma pimp her, it's over man, it's over man, it;s over man [Missy] Oh is that your bitch Why she all in his six? With her hand on
diss her I'm a bolder man I'mma pimp her, it's over man It's over man, it's over man Oh, is that your bitch Why she all in his six? With her hand on
' him? 'Cause that's Bleek and them, trick Yo, yo, why you home alone, why she out with me? Room 112, hotel balcony How she say Jay you can call the house for me? There's
of death if you ain't on ya Ps and Qs They carry banana clips and niggaz'll peel you for ya shoes It's the blues, but not on hill street You could call
on, bounce, come on, bounce" (Everybo-dy) Everybody (Everybody) Everybody (Everybody) Say "Come on, bounce, come on, bounce" (Everybo-dy) Now tell everybody bout niggas on your block In New
on their way to every neighborhood, in every state of this country. It's a lot deeper than the niggas on your block. So when they point the finger at
away Play wit' Geezy get a 'k nigga stuck in ya face (Hook 2x - [Lac]) [Juvenile] Lil' Daddy come here, let me put 'chu up on game It's election time
Let's get funky, that's my job Punchin' 9 ta 5, 7 times, times 24, times 12 Day in and day out Let's get funky Come on everybody With the boogie
gats, we trust (C'mon) Chorus [Verse 3] Bill Clinton in the White House Fucking hoes Innocent kids gettin shot on my block Casket closed Hear the niggas in the cell blocks
t play How could he do this fucking shit on a holiday Cause when I look I see reflections of me Kids in the ghetto never had a christmas tree Hand-me-down clothes for the new
it?s like they never do So now these kids stare out the window and give me the attitude Chorus (x2) Let em outside (x4) Hey let those children play I
ita??s like they never do So now these kids stare out the window and give me the attitude [Chorus x2] Let em outside [x4] Hey let those children play
trees they all were through, and if they saw some Injuns, why they would kill them too. West or bust, in God we trust, "Let's rape, let's kill, let's
on) QB (That show nuff right on) Fuck niggas wanna do man (Nothing) See Cease a Leo (Huh) I'm for the kids (Right) Sometimes we gotta get gutter on
a step, so don't stare Because I rock-well I always feel like I always feel like, somebody's watchin me Ooh, somebody's watchin me It's gotta be that
, it's dead props Here in Chicago But hit this hi-lo Warriors come play Click the bottles Cock them AK's (YEAH!) Bust on KK's (YEAH!) With the Knuckle