I am I'll be standing with my girl and you will all be lonely. Coz all I wanted was you, you. All I wanted was you, you. It's been a long day, I'm absolutely
no question if I want it, I need it I can feel it slowly drifting away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing? I'm saying I will never ever let you
all them poppers in the backseat (Is them your hoes?) Guess I'm goin' (?????????????) (Iz you puttin' that vase in they toes?) Bitch, You know I am! (Yes, I am) Struttin' as I
dirty mouth When I see you again I'ma cuss you out, biatch! That's my gift, now all you rappers get to say that shit I wont sue you, but that's the trademark
Sam bitch, I'm surgical I'm allergic to dyin', you think not? You got balls? We can see how large, when the music stops I was happy havin' a deal at
, Anvan Manhattan, South Bend, Albany, Brooklyn Brooklyn, New York to wherever you at This is autobiographical taking you back I live a charmed life,
is for you rap stars feelin y'all clever I'm the penitentiary's sick ward, illest bars ever I ball in the paint hard It's like I'm acceptin bank cards
all my players out there ridin', Spinners I don't care where you at, the club parking lot the expressway Whatever what I want you to do right now is just
the night life I don't even remember havin fun, all I can remember is a trife life [Chorus: repeat 2X] Bizzy's... story (we want Bizzy's story) Bizzy
Music and G-Unit Ugh Banks Loso [Swizz Beatz] Ladies and Gentleman you know they made cause cause cause I'm hood rich you never ever seen good trick You want
Benz, can I drive, dude? Can I have when I ride right beside you? Oh, side by side, I got my crew Oh, you act a little funny nigga, fuck you Cause I'm
, can I drive, dude? Can I have when I ride right beside you? Oh, side by side, I got my crew Oh, you act a little funny nigga, fuck you Cause I'm that
Benz, can I drive, dude Can I have when I ride right beside you Oh, side by side, I got my crew Oh, you act a little funny nigga, f you Cause I'm that
groin' in debt I'm groin'' for broke, I'm blowin' out smoke, you catch a stroke Wu-Tang and Baldhedz, Swiss foreheads, leave you all red X-Million, fully
You want to do a jack, I heat the barrel 'til it's empty, get me See I get friendly gettin' in where I fit Organized is on the track with the southernplayalistic
the fuck do you think that you know? I do so and every rhyme that I spit is just so crucial Like metamucial I kill some rhymes that I'm used to You park
school locker I never had shit, I always had it all We used to play with guns, we used to play ball I used to pump crack, in school I paid attention I
