man for thinking he can walk through muddy waters like Redman Banks blacked out and let the gun blam without a M-E-T-H-O-D Man So the lieutenant gotta ask for
got love for em' Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for G-unit, motherfucker its a rap Ma$e made it out alive, thank God for that
, you run around defensless there is to much lose, you can not fill these shoes be carefull what you wish for [GAME} if i was a crip i'd be from long
Jazz-O [Juice:] Jazz-O? that nigga taught jigga how to rhyme [Game:] He aint teach jigga how to rhyme O well, bar for bar nigga line for line
me Consider it a blessin' if you get to stand next to me Five star general, O.G. veteran Caked like Entenmann's, blowin' that celery Stack that cash like the U
's, where's your heart? Hustlers starve, they bust a U-e I jog To my building, come out later wearin' camouflage See the sergeant and the captain strangle men Niggaz gaspin' for
the get God back Knuckle up boy, don't be no fucked boy Me and guillotine we run some niggas in a big truck boy Run flat boy, run that boy Bitch where
who roll tight [Top Dog Big Kahuna] I be that rude boy, bad boy, comin from the ville Step to the Boot Camp, somebody get killed by me The T-O-P, D-O
a candlelight I don't know where I'm going But I'm ready for this night You'd better run for cover Before I start to smile No way there's time for wasting
stones look like sunshine, yours probably cloudy And I dont front for nothin' I likes, I gets, I want for nothin' I'm givin' ya straight answers And I'd
me Fuck all of y'all man, it go down S.U.C. for life, R.I.P. Robert Davis A.k.a Dj Screw this for you my nigga Yeah this for you [Z-Ro] Everybody know
still got love for em' Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for G-Unit, motherfucker its a rap Ma$e made it out alive, thank God for
? Who'd clean the bogs and sweep the floors? We'd have all immigration. Who'd pull the pint at the local pub? Where'd I get my fags? Who'd empty out my
run Your style is more garbage than Shirley Manson You got a platinum single, Roley, and money I'm bummy but I bet I can get your bitch To beat my dick for
need to understand, Juan Bond is detective man If you need to understand, Juan Bond is detective man J-U-A-N-B-O-N-D J-U-A-N-B-O-N-D J-U-A-N-B-O-N-D Check
F!) Fake fraud faggots frontin for fame fleein from flames Firin full-fledged four-fours forcin flesh from frames Fortune fanatic, follow formats for funds faithfully Fuck five felonies, furiously fightin for
s, where's your heart? Hustlers starve; they bust a U-e I jog to my building -- come out later wearin camouflage See the sergeant and the captain -- strangle men Niggaz gaspin for