I wanna toast, on behalf of y'all 'Cause the more we get, the more we takin' From other people, baby Brooklyn Here's a toast to all the dons, dope fiends
dont bother me i'll leave em playin for my ? kick back have a laugh while you complain about your life girl you hate mac & you say you gon fight its all good bro, you entertainment for
for slang 25 years of my life never seen a light Was it worth that? Is you sure black? Did you look him in his eyes when you laid the man down Five rounds Well I'll kill for
went wrong for expecting some Got knocked out by ya spouse, now ya started some It seems strange but these fools are taking people out For the woman that they love
of nothing The need to express, to communicate To going against the grain, going insane, going mad To loving tension, no pension, to more than one dimension To starving for
Whoever said love is easy, must've never been in love; Sometimes its a land mine, one wrong step and it blows up; A word, a look, lights a hidden fuse
bitch ain't one, hit me 99 problems but a bitch ain't one If you havin' girl problems, I feel bad for you, son I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one
We had fights and arguments and all the above I guess that's the life that comes with true love Sixteen, probably being too fly But it's a trip girl look
da bang, bang da bong Well, I'm imp the dimp the ladies pimp The women fight for my delight But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs That shock the house for
come, we don't even talk no more, And you don't even call no more, We don't barely keep in touch at all, And I don't even feel the same love when we hug
scooped up my friends Now I got five dawgs that'll die for me like I'll die for them I'll fight for them, swing or shoot like I fight for Kim All of
Aiyyo, one, two, three, four, five, six, seven Blaze the hot trizack that sound like heaven Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one My mon methtical come
the only one he lets inside And when he does, it's ride or die That's why I I'm too hood for you I ain't trying to act too good for you I'm just trying
like a bitch Bitch get hard hoe or get whooped like a nigga Oh shit, they done fucked up unleashed the beast My lyrics flowin' with danger and without love for
(talking) I wanna toast, on behalf of y'all 'Cause the more we get, the more we takin from other people baby Brooklyn! Here's a toast to all the dons
for you Project, check it Projects peoples one love Keep your head clear, we out of here We move in silence Bad boys, creating, the muderous stacks for
you leave your house Now meet the cops your luck's run out Got no love end up in jail A few more beefs a five year tail Prison term Before too long Your
called them, ?Cut Buddies' I hung with one, only one younger brother Shorty Doo-Wop could cut and scratch up any other Bigger than his size, was barely five