What You Donewit Yo Hair. Now Let Me Make You A Promise Cause Thats What I Do. Ill Keep You Happy Never Lonley Only Think About You. I Kno Yo Friend Will
shuttle (uh-huh) and hauled ass (c'mon) Up 85 (yea) with Daytons (c'mon) You wanna blast (c'mon) come get yo' cannon (c'mon) I bet I'll leave yo' punk
(Big L) Yo, check it Yo, I got slugs for snitches No love for bitches Puttin thugs in ditches When my trigger finger itches I got a rep that make police
Clear fire Bacardi, sobered up like Gotti Rest in peace to my dog, Shotti, Shotti [Chorus] [C-Rayz Walz] On the corner ready to bo', holding my nuts Standing by my building looking at myself
(Featuring 50 Cent) [Kay Slay & 50 Cent talking] Yo, yo, yo What the fuck poppin' man This the Drama King man Yo who there, who dat, who there man? (
[Kay Slay & 50 Cent talking] Yo, yo, yo What the fuck poppin' man This the Drama King man Yo who there, who dat, who there man? (Yeah, yeah, it's 50 Cent
man of Asia Snap out your dreams and prayers of takin a king's paper Ask another rapper how it feels to lose his whole gangsta (How it feel?) Youse a
I kick back, with drawers off, invite your girl to dinner Get sexy raw, the champagne pours even more No forcefield, I rhyme erotic, feel myself on tour
drama, money above broke bitches Simple minded niggas, Alpha have it positioned That's opposition, wetttin me competition Suddenly and outta tha blue and now I see by myself, by myself
the black power man of Asia Snap out your dreams and prayers of takin a king's paper Ask another rapper how it feels to lose his whole gangsta (How it feel
hit up the hood, wit one hand on the heater The other in the air, Dogg Pound gangsta's yo, we don't care I gots to watch myself - especially my health
[Yo Gotti] You niggaz over there part time grindin and shinin and shit This ya boy Yo Gotti yea Get ya motherfuckin weight up sucker Real hustler's don
Ridge Crest Smokey City Evergreen What's Good I'll Shouts To the Whole Memphis Ten [Yo Gotti:] Dis fa my niggas who felt like (giving up) I feel ya pain
me have been dying. I just wanna tell you about it. [Verse 1:] Lately I feel like I've been slippin. And it's you that got me trippin. I can't control myself
Yo Look I know we been, Been friends for a minute now But I think it's time that we We address the situation I know how you feel You know how I feel
so good to me she gotta be my Baby girl No Longer do I have to search She a diamond she down to Earth It's Understood to me she gotta be mine Baby Girl
the county jail Keep yo' head up, cause things are gettin better My cellmates shed tears off yo' last love letter Told 'em you would find a friend so keep yo