Street South Loc and all the S-A homeboys All the different sets, every set, Crip, Blood What doesn't matter to me 'cuz I gotta lotta love You know what
it for the long one, the strong one Gotta tell the truth, yo, half my niggas is on the run Street giant defiant to the laws That the white man made,
? What's the deal? Maybe my words are just too real It's not profanity, it's just the man and me He doesn't want you to see what I see Doesn't want you
on this record Yaknahmsayin'? Man go ahead and kick it man Let the people know what's happenin' man You know brothers out there sellin' out man Why they goin' out like that man
police is outside, man (Yo Ice, man, they got King Tee, Aladdin and Islam) What, the police, man? I knew somethin had happened I was wonderin why King Tee missed the party, man
thing the call white pride The Blacks got the muscle Mexicans got the knives You better be wise you wanna stay alive Go toe to toe with the sucka no matter what
Yo No matter how much money you make Brothers gon talk about you Yeah, no matter who you are, uhh Talk about you.. Niggaz gon talk about you (talk about
with the Brooklyn boy So for one last time I need y'all to roar (What the hell are you waiting for?) Look what you made me do, look what I made for
period, For every inch they cut the nose off the Sphinx, I made my jeweler add a few mo links, you can look at me and tell I don't care what nobody think
myself Though on the outside, I looked good Then we met and you made me The man I am today Tracy, I'm in love with you No matter what you weigh 'Cause
im gonna flip this script and own it,own it To all the haters, i made it and i'll be balling yeah i'll be balling , balling Yeah im the mother fucking man
, there shall be no more So for one last time, nigga make some noise What the hell are you waiting for? Look what you made me do, look what I made for
Wassup Wassup (Its All Love) Wassup Wassup Wassup (Its All Love) Shit, We All In A Recession, Nigga Im Broke To I See You Lookin At Me, What The Fuck
's the man of 1000 faces? Who's the man of 1000 faces? Who's the man? I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the man I'm the man of 1000 faces, I
there in your face I hear you hatin on my nigga Well Ima tell him you hate Came in the gates wit my niggas And dats right where Ima stay Don't matter what
rollin with the stones Get at me, I'm movin with the chrome (get it get it get it) A made man, a Don Corleone No matter where I'm at I'm doin what the
that made history bridgin' but No matter how much juice he had, when it came to the law He got no poetic justice, that's the truth dawg The what? That
