Tell me where the hell you get the nerve coming back asking for a second chance. After you left me alone for the next man (oh know). ain't it funny now I'm making money now you showing up after I'm blowing up-up.
Yeah. Sick and tired of the same ol thing. Seeing the same ol faces. Check it out girl. . [Verse 1:]. I'ma sucker for you. My homies always tell me I'ma fool.
Marques Houston:. . Trying to get down with you. Not trying to hit the town wit you (I'm getting to the point). I got a whip that you can drive. Some first class tickets we can fly (I'm getting to the point).
Ohhh ahhh ohhhh ahhh [x2]. (Ghetto angel) ghetto. (Ghetto angel) angel. (Ghetto angel) wassup. (Ghetto angel). . Damn my baby is so fine,. And she always on the grind,.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1.... . [Lowkey]. . Whether you're in HMV or KFC, H.M.P. or A&E. I make them see A-N-D let you know the C-A-S-E. From LDN not NYC, on the M-I-C I'm M.I.B.
Jeg ble født i trafikken. Pappa tok meg med ned på Gunerius. Der ble jeg døpt i trafikken. Samma hvordan jeg synes du ser ut. . Corner er'ke mål, mål er mål.
Mitt hjärta pumpar pumpar, mitt hjärta pumpar pumpar,. mitt hjärta pumpar pumpar, tills den dan det får punka!. Säpo bussar hundar när mitt hjärta pumpar, pumpar..
What is joy without pain. If its nothing left what is there to gain. Whoever said sunshine brings happiness. has never danced in the rain. I've worked for everything that I've obtained.
Shit, I dont even know where to start. but i'll admit im the reason why it fell apart. In part or small part of the blame. Well 3/4 of it is embroidered with my name.
Yeah, hell of a day to load a twenty two and take it to the woods and let it ring into the night. And break a bottle with the bullet, yes I'm 'bout it motherfucker.
I was at the mall, and this girl passed me by. So I like her booty she said hey boy. That's when I made my move. I jammed up and jammed re-over there by the baby shoe.
[Mystikal]. Since I'm so fucking bad. give me mine. get yours. ooooh.... . [Verse 1]. I woke up this morning. rocked up. humping on the matress. hard like I was fuckin.
featuring Snoop Doggy Dogg Master P. . (Intro [Snoop]). No Limit. Soldiers. (Ughhhhhhhh!). DPGC. Gangstas. (Ha ha!). Look here you got three crazy muthafuckas.
It's crazy out here (uhhhhhhh). Yo mama I'm tryin to keep my head strong (whats up Mystikal?). . Uhhhhhh! (uhhhhhh) I'm just a ghetto child trying to make it.
Over the budget. Gentlemen, we're all players of the game. . I was an Autobot type of guy, I hated Megatron. Now I drink gin and my best friend's a Decepticon.
yo yo yo yo). Yeah. Here's some food for thought. (you love to hear the story again and again). . [Chorus]. This is the shit that niggas die for. The shit they breath for.
[Unverified]. . I write my lyrics on parking tickets and summons to the court. I scribbled this on an application for county support. I practice this like a sport.
Smell the gunsmoke. Smell the gunsmoke. Smell the gunsmoke. Smell the gunsmoke. Smell the gunsmoke. Smell the gunsmoke. . I be having homicide running through my mind.
Dead Prez, The Coup. People Army, where the G's at?. C'mon... Fuck the police. Ay why'all ready for this shit for why'all trunk?. Why'all ready to get this bitch crunk?.
I'm supposed to be draggin' my foot. Out your motherfuckin' ass. . Get that monkey off your back. Get that monkey off your back. Get that monkey, get that monkey.