years Are just a bunch of jealous lies And if you chew too much You could end up choking You took what was mine Straight fucking stole it from my
for years Are just a bunch of jealous lies And if you chew too much You could end up choking You took what was mine Straight fucking stole it from
Take your time for book changing before rearranging Don't you know that it's cold in here ? It's been a long time since I've heard from you there Let
It's not the way you look It's not the way that you smile Although there's something to them It's not the way you have your hair It's not that certain
called, said they fed up with me Ahhhhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh [Verse 1] It's Jeremih, y'all know the name Look at how the Chi done stole
Yeah Ay move, that's that nigga right there dawg,(we str8 ridaz) thats the same nigga that was talkin shit at the club dawg, watch out... [Verse 1-Layzie
Artist: Scarface f/ Z-Ro Typed by: escobar188@yahoo.com [Verse 1] When I was in the sixth grade, these niggas was bitch made They was thinking science
} It's on like that y'all word up, Iron Man comes back {Represent, you niggaz gotta shoot joints} Yo check it [Verse One: RZA] Put away your heaters
say i got bricks on me. 4 byrds in a half on my wrist on me.bout 6 mo chickens round my neck homie.i got bricks on me, bricks on me. verse 1: hope a
stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do [verse
back all of her playthings Even those I stole See my lonely life unfold I see it every day See my only mind explode When I've gone insane [Extra verse
Haha yea uh aye...New Boyz I'm turnt up [x7] And I don't give a [Verse 1:] I'm turnt up but you ain't know It's a young fly nigga from tha 310 I rap
(verse 1) I used to know this woman who had the most beautiful tattoos on the top sides of both of her hands she was forty three years old and as far
mine Takin advantage, you would get two jobs at the same time Ungrateful, complainin' about Nike and Polo signs But you always come through, and what do I do I wreck both ya cars, stole
everyday of the week, especially the weekends Outside, these pretty clothes I live but with the titty-ho Knock a nigga out for the shit he stole We
done stole my bitch [A bulldagger done stole MY bitch! Bitch told me she don't want no dick!] A bulldagger done stole my bitch She'd rather
