walking with a snub Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on the rug Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud My role
something out there for me But I'ma flee my territory So I won't end up, just a ghetto story Just a ghetto story, just a ghetto story Just a ghetto story, just a
with a snub Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on the rug Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud My role model
walkin' with a snub, cause niggas do a lotta slip talkin' in the club Till they coughin' on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud My role
mother's last words: Never give up A true warrior, who raised me in the hood, in a war Love ya girl, y'kno keep marchin' Yea yea yea, you never give up
(feat. Saukrates) [INTRO: Kardinal Offishall] It's a Kardi Kardi party, what! What, yeah Yo this be the Kardi Kardi party, what! [Saukrates] Anybody
's no comp cause we deep like a swamp Zev Love a brother I never budges I hold everything from mics to like grudges I won't let a bygone be a bygone Back
out there for me But I'ma flee my territory So I won't end up, just a ghetto story Just a ghetto story, just a ghetto story Just a ghetto story, just a
you meet your maker Never trust a gift horse, I tell them hoes to get lost Your record label's a pimp, every show is a trick off People say your album
that's something Fly deserve Place and time is reserved, for the P-L-A-Y-A, Mr.I-B-N stackin' ends on that paper chase Searchin' for a shooting star,