a pick, I'll still spot it (Glory and ??) Foxxx, I'm a survivor I raise hell with a .25, to show you I'm live Cousin - I put my hand on the good book
We got Kam, Hamm, New D and Quik And me myself, Mista Big Dick No I might not know which bitch that I want But I know on thing, I got to have the funk
Juan rap You can hope I disappear, girl, but I'll be back 'Cos I never met anyone like you before And I can give you more Yes girl, I never met anyone
I hated, Everything I left behind. I don't need you, and I don't want you, World that left me blind. 4 kids in Memphis, should pay me 5 dollars. I
only thing loaded I knooooooowwwww, I know I can't be stooooopped! (I can't be stopped, I can't be stopped!) [Verse 2] Chrome wheelz on the 600,
hoe-down similar to the showdown Won't you place a bet on ya man You know my style and you know where I stand I'ma leave you on wit the real for right
happ'n Def Jam? Remember Meth Man? I held your hand through them years when ya'll was stressed, fam That's why I still love you and Russell still hustle
you - I'd lie for you Walk the wire for you - ya I'd die for you Ya know it's true Everything I do - I do it for you SOMEBODY I bin lookin' for
? Now you lose sponsorships that you thought had your back Yeah, you beat the rap jiggaboo, fake nigga you You turn around then you shit on Shaq Who woulda knew, Mr. Goodie-Two-Shoes He love
be known When I holla at them niggaz they better be gone And I'm a frontin lil ward and I want mine And I'ma break em off propa and I need mine I got
. Why do I ask myself why one day I'll be dead and gone and miss all the things that I love and Adore? I know I hurt when I see you there. One day, one
?s be hopeful! [Verse 2 (Twista)] I wish that you could show some love, Instead of hatin so much when you see some other people commin up (I wish) I
back, still Because I'm runnin the ave again I'm back in the game with my neighbor Up on the ave runnin guns that was to be the new flavor And I'm wid
You'll probably die I hate callin' niggas niggas So I'ma take it backwards I ain't got now love for whithey I love callin'em crackas (CRACKAS!) [Chorus
ain't get you PLAQUES What nigga you need a gun? I'll get you that P-89 nigga let Dre stitch you back HE AIN'T A Industry niggaz I'll admit to that
screamin i had to throw her off so i start singin I know you dont love me you aint the same when 50 Cent's in town I know you dont love me you always
I don't love you anymore Trouble is I don't love you any less I don't love you anymore... Trouble is I don't love you any less LONELY KNOW MY SECRET