t, on elevator floors I want her, like sonny wanted cher She was his diamond piece, sex wasn't for lease Rest in peace, somebody came up deceased R.i.
say what I feel, get it off my burnt chest, my word becomes flesh War going on between the West and the East Of the land niggaz don't own a piece Grease
2 me Talk 2 me [Wale] what up bankhead Hey lil mama whats your name Im wale but they call me great PRPS cover my eight's uhh, lemme switch my pace No rims on my Benz-o
peeps get dirty like cleats Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease MWA, may you rest in peace
get dirty like cleats Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease May you rest in peace With my Sycamore
Aunt Dot left a glock and some blood on my sheets Told me clean the shit up, then she hit the streets Even though I'm her niece, she copped me a piece
can have it Jesus piece hang of my neck so dont grab it clip 4 out of the tech i reattach it bulletproof fabric hand to hand magic Peace god i cant
heads Gotta, listen to this before they piss in they beds My mission instead, leave these niggaz missin' and dead And leave 'em dumped in a river, buttnaked and red N.O
[Nick Cannon:] Peace Out [3lw, (Lil' Romeo):] Romeo (Parents Just Don't Understand) Double That [Nick Cannon:] Peace Out [Lil' Romeo:] You know parents
fall off A nigga rollin' till the wheels fall off Westside rollin' till the wheels fall off A nigga rollin' till the wheels fall off I gots to handle mines, so I grinds Real O
's more haters to bang 'cause they all want a piece You got to be slick as grease 'cause they want the playas deceased Restin' in peace but my motto's
don't pass through 'Cause some O.G. fools might blast you It ain't right but it's long overdue We can't have peace till the niggaz get a piece too I
my dick, Niggas wanna come my way (hey o hey oowayyy) If you ready to ride then nigga make my day Niggas on my dick, Niggas wanna come my way (hey o
soldiers. We soldiers, we told ya. Layzie: Scant-O, Scant-O. Layzie/Scant: That's from the heart, baby. From the heart. Scant-O, Layzie, Lil' Lay
Homeboy but I'm here to tell you man it's not a coincidence And it's not ironic Gods got a plan and purpose for your life man The quarter piece quartet
u ready for the best pussy u ever felt?) With one more verse to the story I need another piece of your ear I wanna hip u all to the reason I'm known
.O.G. yo Chadeeo yo, Mighty Ha yo Baby Chris yo, The Bystorm yo My mind is sweet like Tevin Campbell Kid you can't handle, the Y.O.G., I'm blowin 'out