told me that a lot of men bury And when we go to court we not on trial we jury [Hook x2: N.O.T.S. Click] Back up off me baby let me see where it is
[Chorus] [Verse 3] Dear lord heavenly father please forgive me Can't turn back on em now these niggas feel me Never dream of lettin em down that s-t'll kill me
me partner Ay Ross make sure that nigga got that shit right, ya hear me? Ay, let a motherfucker go ding, that's a 150 thou Yeah, that shit should add up
shit Dirty South nigga we straight gangsta pimps [Big Boi] O-U-T-K-A-S-T,O-N-P,G-O-O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean Back with Stankona, Dungeon Family Pearl
givin' up that 1lello Makin' me sale, twenties, nickels and dimes Beat up and stick up a lick up That two-eleven, gotta get what's mine, then bailin' Me kickin' up
you When it?s over it?s over, for the soldiers who hear me That?ll get me in trouble Can I be closer, stay right near me Here we are, ain't no stars
bitch, you hoes ain't Bone I hope you realize that you ain't Bone You ain't Bone Why don't you realize that you ain't Bone? Nigga, you ain't Bone Ring
-O, B-B's, warrior style, rare species Catch us on your block , on your wide-screen tv's From Jones Beach to over-seas from over there It's right back
at the, Apollo Come follow me now (BO! Where's Sue?) I don't know Even En Vogue, be tellin me ya don't go When it's time for show (yea) everyone says
and we stay fly hunded g`s p-r-p`s hum v`s We d boys getting money on dem 25`s 5 star and that`s me a O G Im from the three tha thirteenth off the wild
, Murda Muzik the movie, the LP Yo, it's straight up Dunn, it's like this straight up yo peace to N O Y D H A V O C, nigga what , G O D, Ty Nitty, Gambino
put 'em up, put 'em up Put 'em up, put 'em up Put 'em up, put 'em up Yeah, man I don't give a f*** what you said Now put 'em up, put 'em up Put 'em
million blind-folded, with no shows Using no flows, just Arm 'n' Hammer and four O's Gimme low-do's and a connect, that Neva closed And watch me lock
made me say ?Mayday? Anyway, today I?m a different human being I crush 'em, make 'em scream It's nothing, ain't a thing Fronting like the dick ain't off
ain't with that Kibbles-N-Bits shit, bitch, where's the grip? I'm still a Dogg Pound, nigga I'm never gon' give it up (D.P.G., G.C.) Never gonna give it up
If I Tee, don't worry bout me Momma I'm a G I know how to handle niggas tryin to come up on me Tryin to run up on me Thinkin you gon try me Shit in a
me Momma I'm a G I know how to handle niggas tryin to come up on me Tryin to run up on me Thinkin you gon try me sh*t in a bag Drinkin through a IV So
