niggaz at? Listen to reason Pretty baby baby baby listen A young wild beautiful love child You like them thug style link rockin', then mink coppin' Hit
Ya said at a young age a nigga couldn't fuck I'm peepin' out the girlie's up the block to get my dick sucked Now I'm a hit the rope for three days that
's go out Tip toe through the door do it doggy style And tell all my chicks, in she I cock owe Lupy hit the Lotto, Snoopy hit bottle Dolomite tight they
in ditches We roll in trucks like Hummers and Expeditions Our relationship like Moses and Jesus Ask one of our hoes, ain't no comin between us Two black young
me power beyond my wildest dreams He said he could take me away from the suffering Begging and our poverty So I had to agree There's one catch, I must
niggas ya dig Bitch niggas get split If you got change on ya wig I'll take the hit Real fast and quick 226 my clique Cash Money the shit Project heroes
We roll in trucks like Hummers and expiditions Our relationship like Moses and Jesus Ask one of our hoes, ain't no coming between us Two black young
cash The 40 cal's in the stash, and when I touch I blast Television's in the dash, suede roof in the Coupe I'm the one nigga, young niggaz knew it's
Niggas ain't no family, shit is all a game to me But nobody gone handle me, 400 degreez Tottin' guns runnin' with me, no wonder we need Mo money one
prophylaxes for protection So my fuckin' sac won't collapse 'Cause nowadays, shit's evading the X-rays Sending young motherfuckers to an early grave I wonder
Gotta be careful, can't let tha evil of tha money trap me So when ya see me nigga, ya better holla at me Are you confused? You wonder how it feels
mean But on our block we still play But on our block we still play And I can't help but wonder why, so many young kids had to die Caught strays from
We mash together, plus we get cash together Blast whenever knowin' it don't last forever It's only one way out and one way in Motherfuckers cross and
for one reason Cause bitches need 9-1-1 for no reason [Chorus: Proof + (Eminem)] (I'm somethin like a pimp) A diamond{?} trick, but you ain't seein no chips, young
to see me comin' like gray skies on day of judgment Makes you wonder where the love went Hit a nigga, feed him to some buzzards Put up numbers, plus I'm one
social life Without messing up still trying to live right Like in junior high, I used to wonder why Certain females went out with certain guys Then one