fads and I ain't trendy But wheter your names Lucy, Terry, Laura or Cindy Ice got beef and this ain't Wndy's Bust allmenn move while I'm talkin' Sucker
s in the house Yeah,Body count's in the house Yeah,Zulu Nation's in the house Yeah,Ice T's in the house,yeah (verse one) You go on and on and you don
That's right, I'm a nigga, you know what I'm sayin'? My man Lord Finesse is my motherfuckin' nigga, you know? Evil E's my nigga, Islam's my nigga That's
kitchen, the hall and the bathroom I didn't leave home much, didn't like L.A. Didn't have no friends to trust Got busted to a school Blacks and whites
I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I?m a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause
skies On the move, can't lose, Hill Street Blues *** gotta pay they dues on the crews Or with the ***, spray these suckas, then I cruise My granny saw it on
Gudda, moving everything around you It's Young Money bitch At the top is where they found us, nigga [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Uh, goons on deck Marley don't shoot them Silence on
One hand in the air if you don't really care Two hands in the air if you don't really care It's like that sometimes, I mean ridiculous It's like that
don't play with Grown men I don't like to play I'm so mothafuccin turned up riGht now niGGas hatin on me I don't give a fucc riGht now Well you lil'
hit up BET . Tell'em pretty pretty please , don't play Nicki . [CHORUS] Still I rise, still I fight, still I might crack a smile . Keep my eyes on
trauma, blunt You play the back, bitch, I'm in the front You need a job, this ain't cuttin' it Nicki Minaj is who you ain't fuckin' with You lil' brag
it and my glasses on But most of y'all don't get the picture 'less the flash is on Satisfied with nothing You don't know the half of it Young Money,
points to nowhere, leading ev'ry single one. A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun, And take away the plain in which we move, And choose the
to nowhere leading every single one A dewdrop can exalt us like the music of the sun And take away the plain in which we move And choose the course you
don't step on our robe Bad enough we let you step on our glow When my nephew died, daddy dead Niggas took the price on my uncle's head Nobody called
's not me, I'm more at home wit the chrome Or that play wit' the yay, movin' 12 for a zone, I'm gone Cot damn, it's a new day Cot damn, but the nigga
's cute Why don't you suck his dick already? He left the club on another journey Listenin' to his IPod layin' on a gurney He can't dance... (Hey