this f-cking kitchen a birdseye view got me channelling my vision turn one to two now my kilo's got a sibling father knows best, watch my hands are forgiven
it makes one stop before it goes to Sacramento Which is a mail drop-off at First Federal Loan and Savings I did whatever I could to get by Slang dope, jack people, hands
Huntin' for your head, how I could just kill a man? Ayo, where you at baby keep your head low, damn Got you on the camcorder in the black minivan You crossed
If there's any bitches in this room, then there's something I gotta say For all the fools who fell for first girl who comes their way I've been down that
hand in hand With a pocket full of innocence, their entrance is grand And the queen of the dream, stands before them all She stretches out her hand as
Well the street lights shine Down on Blessing Avenue Lovers they walk by Holdin' hands two by two A breeze crosses the porch Bicycle spokes spin 'round
Evil winds howl 'cross the frozen plain Demons fury floods my mind again Multitudes of homeless wander lost and scared Into the burning lake of fire
Gotti) Since 50 Dropped Wanksta Erbody A Gangsta(Gangsta) Yeah, You Put On Ya Gangsta Image Nigga But You Know You Aint Gangsta(Gangsta) You Can Fool
can do my thing like I oughta Ooh, the Motor Booty Affair this is the big one The marathon, not your average 50 yard dash of funk The Olympics, cross
' Up in the game since the early 90's Never sleep to keep them haters, one step behind me Ain't nothin' changed but the time that they hand out But even
same old thing with a different name And we can try and drown the pain But we both swim too well, to submerge ourselves And I'm tired of the shame Of bein' the fool
preaching: he was a good man played the bad man when the burner was in his hand now he's singing sad songs with Elvis three to the head 'bout six cross
He's not a troublemaker in fact, he's a trouble breaker And if somebody gets dumb, well it'll only take a second or two, after some fools snaps Law and
He ain't doing nothing, but running his mouth *** around and feel the fury of a high, *** When I get busy, throw your hands in the sky, *** I got the
and CEO's skimmin' The bat's in your hand and this is the 9th inning Keep your eyes on the ball when you swingin' Don't be confused, don't be fooled
hands There ain't no tellin' what I'm gonna do wit it When I got possession, I'm gonna have to fool wit it I might cross you up and fake one way Turn
UP! [Chorus] Boy, look what you done started now Ain't no stopping this or calming it down Don't let me catch one of you fools out of pound Heart is
, Lil' Rob on the beware Never will I be scared, I cross my heart and hope to die Stick a thousand needles in my Goddamn eye Fools like me should multiply Fools