[feat. Trey Songz, Gucci Mane, La the Darkman, Bun B, Flo Rida, Yung Joc] Ay ay ay... ect Ooh woo ohh oooohh ooooohh Ooh woo ohh oooohh ooooohh Ooh
[feat. Cory Gunz] [Intro:] This is the way we both wanted it, wasn't it? [Willie The Kid:] A buckaneer with the buck knife I rock the bucket like Para
see what it'd be like To feel your pain, you feel mine Go inside each others' minds Just to see what we'd find Look at shit through each others' eyes
allowed Maybach triple white like I'm riding in a cloud no denim on my seats, baby you gon' need a towel ride sexy through the city see me you will be
You try to scream, you choke You try to run, your legs are broke You're bulletproof I hope.. Yo, I ain't no nigga to flex, but I will flip Fuck up a nigga
is pray And thank God for another day Yes, homie, it's rough down here I gotta watch my back 'Cos it's hard being black If it ain't the other It's my
true penalties of fame and the wealth Tell me who can I trust? I can't trust myself Got the devil got me thinking 'bout them ill moves Every damn kid
Woke up the other mornin', I heard a rumor They said the gang wars was over I told 'em they was bullshittin', they said it's real as hell Can't explain
the radio, peace out without you I wouldn't be gettin' it on ya know, what I'm sayin'? And y'all all are players (Players, players) To some of the rappers that gave me respect When others
start flyin People start dyin It's all because we're lyin History books that teach hate A kid has no escape From the racist fate And pretty soon South Africa Will
Hey, yo, Ice This guy here say, he wants to get in, man You're sure home boy's ready? Yo, Ice, this nigga said he's ready, man Yo, kid you're sure you
they go to school And other days they might It's hard to stay awake After you cry all night You see 'em every day Tear tracks on their cheeks But they will
've been corporatin' to this music over these years Y'all will fall victim to your own lies and the P.I. will continue to rise Open your eyes kid this
, bring the beats and I'm ( ? ) [ ROUND 1: Hen-Gee ] Black stallion, knockin on concrete walls Standin tall, rappers in my face, they stall Stutter, softer than melted butter There's no other
that shit would be nice But your name ain't "Ice" - kid... I'll screw the silencer on - rock you softly How you gonna step to me kid? You grew up off
plan B pill another shorty that won't make it to the family will If I don't make it, can't take it, hope the family will they aint crazy they don't know
away from me I'm on the edge so why you playing? I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Yo, I done copped Tims, lived in Linz's kid
