'd like to give a shout out to my favorite girl but I wont you know why, because she's a trick and if I give a shout out to a sneaky bitch I got to give
I just can't hide no more There's nothing worse than feeling like a ghost You say I look fine, if only you knew what was on my mind You'd see a whole
sing it and everybody sing it!; we creted a monster, created a monster, but nobody wants ta, but nobody wants ta; we creted a monster, created a monster
a P.Y.T. Catching all the lights Just easy as A.B.C. That's how we make it right Do the D.A.N.C.E. Stick to the B.E.A.T. Just easy as A.B.C. Do the
Chillin', cooler den a squeak, kickin' dirt on my sneakers Suckers on the corner lookin' down at their beepers They couldn't get a job or a nice home
Bun B - w/ LeToya Luckett ad libs and Notorious B.I.G. sample] It was all a dream, thinkin 'bout the fortune and fame Hopin one day I could get in the game It was all a
place I ain't scared to cock back a fo and put 1 in yo face Stay still nigga flava deuce, deuce in a third Teflon coverin' yo body juice loose on a curve I serve it like a
we've got Now all it takes is one shot to put your ass in a ditch But you gon' get the other 49 for bein' a bitch Go to war with the big men when
in the days (days) Like how to climb from in between a rock, and a hard place How to keep your cool when you're dealin with a hard case (with a hard case
throw up ya cup and say ... Who need a b when ya can open ya eyes and see Who need a b when ya can open ya eyes and see [Bun b Verse 3] Yo its bun
show was a good night Hot dog and ev in the morning had a food fight Chicken all over, rice, ham, beverage, pastrami Yo it was comedy -- the b.a.n.
Muthafucka, sometimes you feel like a nut That's what you do What we got here, uh, check it out Here's another one, uh, uh By the Notorious B.I.G. Head
Arsenio Yo, the bitch push a double-O With the five in front, probably a connivin' stunt Y'all drive in front, I'm a peel with her Find a deal with
of rap, so we gon raise the bar A mil on the crib, mean a quarter on the car Bentley coupe another short of the arnage Even as a youth I was laundering
top Snow is softly fallin' The air is still in the silence of my room I hear your voice softly callin' If I could only have you near To breathe a sigh
S., on the N.B.A. ("well that's alright") N.B.A. niggaz! National Basketball Association N.B.A. bitches! (N.B.A. play) National Basketball
ers. leave em dead cut off the head nigga im a potent rymer im a pokish rifle give an eyeful im a sniper. nobody like she cock back snaps like a viper
our numbers get called, the lifestyle of a hustler Tales of a hustler that's me in the flesh Got a Jag and a Caddy sellin' dimes of the step Niggaz