your faith Break it out Break it out Of this shit (sin) Turn it around I hope you suffer for your sins Again and again and again This will be my final call
lost your faith Break it out Break it out Of this shit (sin) Turn it around I hope you suffer for your sins Again and again and again This will be my final call
have called but the chosen Is you Whatever you want shawty I'll give it to you Your world is my world (Your world) And my fight is your fight (My fight
Yo what's up man? Yeah, I gotta trunk fulla this shit Word, broads still with me man, comin' over to grapevine right now Yo I can't talk right now man
, now, who could that be? I say, "Who is it?" No answer "Who is it?" There's no answer "WHO IS IT!?" They're not sayin' anything So finally, I go over
, I've been lonely Longing to be with you only Maybe, there still is a way I could find you and say Just how I feel I can't believe that it's over Wish
well that is kinda friendly actually when you, its really kinda none judgemental in a funny way, Is that my accountent sitting there?, I'll kill myself, Is
upon my basin, remnants of the night before Came again infernal tapping on the door, in my mind jabbing Is it in or outside rapping, calling out to me
is what you want dog, pain is what you gon' get, It's Young money till the bone grizzle, ya dig? [Verse 5 - Lil' Twist] Young money good night, And yeah
post me down low like Shaq O'Neil You'll be spittin' what I spit when the day is over Tryin' to be me in the mirror, sayin' it over Yeah, he's all right
come home Or till all these other niggas here cash is gone And when we finally get the chance to speak as a pair And the beeper number is all you can
've stopped our growth And the final result, back in that same boat I ask myself do I love these hoes, nope Em introduced us, "50 this is Tanya, Tanya this is
'all.. [Z-Ro] Nigga fuck all y'all Fuck all these niggaz, and fuck all these hoes If I needed a ride, I called on niggaz If I wanted some ass, I called
movie seat and imagine you and me never knew that we were never more than a few degrees and how good it would prove to be but the waiting is over I finally
of God with that thing on It don't even look real; aww, it's testimony time Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them
me? Don't get mad, blame mah momma dem Plus the Cadillac gangsta grill but don't call me drama then My flows listen to 'em, you mah final summit then Is
me when I leave cuz when I leave I never call her That's life shit, alright, shit, I could call you right quick But if I call you gone be like "Boo why
And like animals we kill each other for the hatred of others We must move into the suburbs and punish the rich for their ignorance For the horror of death, that is
