and leave your heart filled with doubt i'm for real, that's not what i'm all about i'll love you down, down to the last drop and down baby i won'
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love and leave your heart filled with doubt I'm for real, that's not what I'm all about I'll love you down, down to the last drop and down baby I won'
dont plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever mine, ever mine, ever mine Im shutting shit down at the mall And telling every girl she the one
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
my momma Die before I make peace with my baby momma Die before I squash all my bullshit drama Die but don?t cry this is death before dishonor This is my last
ABCDEF Im A G To The End The End Of The Road But Back In The Kitchen At The End Of The Stove Looks Like We At The End Of The O Drop A 4 In A 20 Ounce
stunna! [Chorus] I look up to the sky (to the sky!) and now the world is mine (the world is mine!) I've known it all my life (all my life) I made it,
coming out right now It's all trash The torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed Jay said it's his last, and 50 and Em Then what? Detox drops what
mean nothing to y'all But understand nothing was done for me So I don't plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever, mayne I'm shutting shit down
been blessed with all my thugs and all this harmony, you know we can't be stopped, we rollin' past the cops, plus all you haters, the finger's all you
me streak, and let a nigga stroke [Repeat 4x] [Verse 3 - Pimp C] Bitch get down on me at the drop of a dime fuck all that R & B singin shit I ain't got
you drop All you wanna-be cops You don't wanna see shots I beef deep with the police Beat what the streets do to me Actin all new to me I'll creep on
Woo (ahh, ahh) Yo, Yo, Yo. This goes out to all my peoples Down in the Weak Way section and all my peoples in the Hootieville Section. Word is bond. Jamaica
down 'cause I don't know about this rap stuff There wasn't rap when I was pickin cotton, sayin massa Y'all y'all whippersnappers, with the caps
One shot deal, one shot, one kill Hit you with the one shot skill Bullets lift you up like you poppin' on the wheel Feel I can't die when I'm poppin'
, hurry to speed it up Or ease up, whichever one you prefer The yellow diamonds or the whites, whichever one you prefer Cali we do the drop, New York we do the furr East Coast, West Coast whichever one