smoking blunts Hanging wit' the niggas don't pay the bills And being broke and 30 give a nigga the chills So what we gotta do is creep and see a sweet vic Yo, you
was true me and you only part that seperated affilead with ganbaners and still made it up in the jail fuck with me got to fuck with him still dressin like grown men with
, dear drama The war's I've fought, scars that I've garnered The hustle, I got that honest from my father Mix me with violence, blend me with peace Combine me with
drama the war's I've fought, scars that I've garnered the hustle, I got that honest from my father mix me with violence, blend me with peace combine me with
Wars' movie deal like Han Solo Make you bounce around like this was calypso Always shine 'cause I got the high pro glow You think that you can hide you think you
Oh I'm hoping you'll understand And not let go of my hand (x2) I hang my hopes out on the line Will they be ready for you in time If you leave them
me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors Oh, and life ain't always what you think it ought to be
be When you step outside You spend life fighting for your sanity This is a cold war You better know what you're fighting for This is a cold war Do you
but, at least I'll know you care How will you know it was me? You think I got caller ID? Guess I should be happy for you For your success and all that
you, Drizzy still ain't nothing nice Bracelet saying you should quit, cars saying fuck ya life Okay now we outta here, tootles to you bitches And if you
if you're in mood and you can settle for a one night rodeo. If you can be my tan-legged Juliet, I'll be your Redneck Romeo. Oh baby, you can find me.
, you better Ice that shit You couldn't see me if you stood right in front of a pimp Fuck you income you better twice that shit You niggas make a million
their reps quicker, kill a well known nigga And if you say you're going to kill me, should I blast you first? Being black is kinda like being born with
A young girl marries an older man With more money than you can understand He smouthers her with pearls and jewellery And they both seemed as happy as they could be
to my fans You see they wouldn't understand You can try but you'll never understand this Try an' try but you'll never understand this You can try but you
yeah, you know You my nigga, peace, to Biz Markie, yeah Boy, you know the biz, remember back on the bus When we had the bus an' was sharin' it biz? Yeah, I ain't forgot it, you
pop glocks at cops On the mellow, coolin' with my fellow Hustlers, players, super bitch layers Mackaronies on the true D L hell, most Fuckin' with my niggas, you