give, I might have to take a blow It's kind of cold that you lost your brother But we still lost Bruce, motherfucker Tomorrow ain't promised a gangsta good luck
know the way that we do niggas So what the fuck is you playin'? Get yo hands up, you see this nigga on a come-up Walk into this bitch with a gun up in
king of the hill You can't make it at the cotton mill You need a good woman to share your bed To keep you loved and to keep you fed To help you to face
running up Trying to show me much love Cause a motherfucker just dropped an album Now they wanna kiss ass But hold up bitch all your getting is a luck
I'm fucked Got no luck, shit, gotta go and earn a quick buck Boom boom, is the sound of my cannon 'Cause I'm a nigga with a motherfuckin' gun master
on ya titties New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that act shitty In the midst of the calm, the witty [Lady Luck] Yo SHUT THE FUCK UP! Luck
alley For some fun and money And some crackerjack (BURP) Wipe that goddamn smile off face I'll pull a hole your wife cant mend Stuck my gun into his
extended She looked me in the face and said prince you're suspended I said your tripping it's just a bad habit She put it in my face she must've wanted
xxxxx' she sends kisses same old beth - some signed 666 our shore town knockdown sure was fun yeah, white trash, what have you I fired replies back gun by gun
She sends kisses Same old Beth Some signed 6's Our shore town knockdown sure was fun yeah, white trash, what have you I fired replies back gun by gun
my tripping Hitting my switches, collect from my bitches The money that I make so I can add to my riches Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat Feeling good
it's dwarf's hands Confiscate goodies like Repo Man Sam Make nigga kick that can, fall victim to the Klick Klack Klan My vixen eat ya face, like ya she
put this game on lock I?m from tha city Of the triflin? hoods But when u see me Gotta smile on my face Nuttin sweet, it?s just that life is good
all over the place There's no recognition he once had a face You want you had stayed at home with your mum But you are out here equipped with a gun You
wink, The arms that are shredded, the legs that are no more, The face that is rotten and stinks. (The sickness of war, the men gone before, good luck
level First I'll put you in a sideways 8, then a pretzel Burn skin off face, burn face off skeletal plate Plasma Ray Gun is just one explanation Man Made
happened, God forbid don't be around! The Bag Lady will murk you and let off in the next town! She struck two times, get caught, good luck blood, it ain