, it's all international baby, ya feel It' all the same (These hoes wanna marry a nigga) The same ol' game (Then turn around and bury a nigga) It's all the same (It
Click and (Baby)] It' all the same (These hoes wanna marry a nigga) The same ol' game (Then turn around and bury a nigga) It's all the same (It's all
everyday's the same old runnin' from Popo Mom think I'm loco 'cause I sell crack and puff cocoa Yo, it's the style see it's still the same And when worse
do it, I don't give a damn what you think I'm doin' this for me, so fuck the world Feed it beans, it's gassed up if it thinks it's stopping me I'ma
way If you kept on playing all those childish games But just like every other man you're all the same Revenge is sweet I love the taste it's giving me
I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot) Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't stop It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless in the money market
G man They all talk shit, their breath smellin' like semen I catch 'em in the alley all alone Put 'em in the prone, pop, pop, pop to the dome It's the
at full retail It's thirty g's for the title and the ki's Throw in the extra three and take the tyres and the D's Nigga please, this is lik-wit and I'
gangsta love Yeah, she love it the way I put it on her Blowin' trees, summer breeze, sippin' Corona Lost Dogg, I give it to her right and she like it
, we out yo F-ck you thought we was trickin', get out ho, get out ho [50 Cent - Verse 2] It's the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips N-ggas
pistol speak for me and all of 'em foreign. Click-clack! - Comprende? I'm criminal minded! Toss money in the sewer! - Bet nobody find it! Till it's rusty
It's dizzying, the possibilities Ashes, ashes all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down All fall down, all
let it go When my funds turn legit i'm gonna let you know Ridin rims real good down Old National It's trappable, two bed, Ja'causezi bath, it's natural
better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine, crime after crime fin to creep to the pad 'Cuz mom's got grub on the grill, if we got the food You know, it's
and I can't escape Some say it's a phase If it is, only way I'm gonna survive is If I play with my gauge It's a raid, put your face to pave If you try
had to pause and yeah It's still muthafuck 'em, now my game is tight Tight as fuck is my game Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric Wright it's all the same Now
Cannon/ nigga got M-11s SR-15s and i plan to let niggas have it Fuck this rappin, if it come down to it nigga disrespectin what's happnin/ my family
It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy The I start stranglin' babies See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP
