to join a gang that ain't even made But hanging around them fools I had to get down and join the click see Cause i made so many enemies from clicks
don't know Is that you're walkin' in the same shoes with me (koopsta knicca) (??) for seekin' is all i see He sit close to me He said victoria secrets Fills up the air Perfume smells so
gangsta boo] i need a coach bag [dj paul] i can't be even doin' it [gangsta boo] i need my hair done [dj paul] Me too i ain't got nothin' to do with
will peel you off da map that's all so real Don't you mothasuckas often wonder what to call this shit Ummmm, call it mystic stylez cause fly sytles so
gettin' black a To me it don't matter Ya pay whatch owe a Pla-ya fashoa True mentality of a ghetto soldier [T-Rock] Don't never get next to me Although
' lips gettin' black a To me it don't matter Ya pay whatch owe a Pla-ya fashoa True mentality of a ghetto soldier (t-rock) Don't never get next to me
'm tired of wrong brotherless powers are much to strong Oh so bad i want to move on But if i do my soul is gone Liars (??) hatas, all murderas, adulterers, and thieves What you don't
it You and the since the first time you ask and might i add Playas like me can't be savin' your ass (gangsta boo) I ain't with that nonsense Or that
fashion Forget the news, cause there's nothin excitin It's our time, Boo-Yaa's ridin (Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin) (Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin) (Boo-Yaa, Boo
with the gun till it bend on'em So nigga stand in my way you'll just Luchini I make his ass do a Hoodini I'll Real niggas don't snitch or drop names
sellin weight wit no fiends, now this is sumpthin that I don't understand, why the FUCK would that nigga Master P call himself the Ice Cream Man, BITCH!! Don't
your mouth closed when your bitches pull around Ain't no range of kids between us I don't give a fuck if this world is ending, I ain't gonna ever leave