dough for shows Everything a hood brother think he needs, yo You'll find a goal in a ghetto superstar's road map And I'ma use that for the For the rest
dro, the dough for shows Everything a hood brother thing he needs -- YO You'll find a goal in a ghetto superstar's roadmap And I'ma use that for the [
I rung the bell someone tapped me on my back I turned around to look it was a rookie in a mask He said, "I got a itchin' on my trigger Don't move nigga I
you ever seen a killer Dressed in a trench coat sold over a hundred pounds? Rollin', downin' a fifth of Rose when I stroll And who wanna fuck with me
at the crossroads, crossroads And I'm gonna miss everybody And I'm gonna miss everybody when I'm gone And I'm gonna miss everybody And I'm gonna miss
you a original gangsta Understand pure motherfuckin' man Means, means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherfuckin' man Means, means you a original gangsta Understand pure motherfuckin' man Means, means you a
a good one, but you don't want it Sometimes I wonder do I deserve to live Or am I going to burn in hell for all the things I did No time to dwell on
You talk a good one but you don't want it Sometimes I wonder, do I deserve to live Or am I goin' to burn in Hell for all the things I did? No time to
made me lazy We split apart and now I met this new trick Dany Now me and Dany, we been together ever since Our love combines to form a science, what is this I bust a
in a zone Bet a million and a half cash, I can make you explode You don?t wanna break the code, you want a day of Combs I can take you on outer limits
pulpit I kill a nigga at the drop of a dime Just imagine what I do for a quarter Ain't no telling what I do for a dollar Pop a nigga right in front of
deh a no mi pay Nuh di way I'm inna di latest fresh hot to di laces A di flow mi grace with dem use this as a basis Dem seh dem a mi fans because I'm
Marks I erase like racism I'm as large as a bigot Groove is my escapism when I'm bubbly I just kick it What I need from you is understanding that I'
my girlfriend Bitch, I'm the man I, I, I'm the man I, I, I'm the man I, I, I'm the man Bitch, I'm the man, I, I, I'm the man Got no wife but the white
cling to this real shit Stuck where we started at Fuck that Not because I have to we want to I love this shit The raw is what I live for To hear the
you're gone and I'm just gonna be a weekend dad, baby Can I call you baby? Or is that just a passing thing, babe Listen to this sad song I sing, yeah
the store, or get a job and blow Why should I love ya? Why should I kiss ya? Gang of cats banged ya, thats why I diss ya I'mma paint a picture didn't