supossed 2 She the only one that I'm close 2 Otha people is snakes I got so much beef for these niggaz on Jakes Its like some of 'em real most of 'em fake Hook
s hot outside Wether sunshine or rain, you still feel pain Hid him cause he was your strength Now you in a dave Your homie turnin over in his grave Cause you PUSSY! [Hook
before prohibition Mathematics was good then, no slow addition Some overdose down the coke slope and dope addiction Lookin' back on them days I ran a whole division Some of the jake
the archives Choppin it down, thinkin I'm, choosing my prize Never hit the street with out my heat, boo, told me not to Said, "Paps, we know the jake
ya thoughts Hold the heat in the street fuck peace abort We keep it gangsta with A.K's and hand grenades Runing through ya block sprayin' for days crime pays [Hook
they whip them with the rifle Like Malcolm X and Stokely Carmichael Sharpen the stainless steel sherrigan and tie ya weaponry Walkin' the West Bank like a desert storm vendorin' Hook
aint nothin, aint nothin, ayy) [Verse 1 - Lil Scrappy] Ill leave your ass cripled Like some frosted flakes What you call it sneakin up Tha man Jake
yo, I ain't frontin' kid, word is bond (Yo I'ma see ya aight) Bringin' it back 'cos now I'm wit it I'm lookin' ta make this loot so now I figure I hooked
I be in my bm, Ain't ya lucnhbreak over, go back to ibm Whatcha want huh? cardan. mase murder. harlem world. desert storm. penelty. Clue. whut whut. Hook: Hook
more than rap for my bucks keep two 9's on me like Warren Sapp from the Buccs the word I'm ballin be flowin to the fed jakes and I keep chicks on my lap
my own songs, then put it on his tapes So I'ma take him out his house, put the beam on his face Drop him off at Terror Squad, let him scream for the jakes
own songs, then put it on his tapes So I'ma take him out his house, put the beam on his face Drop him off at Terror Squad, let him scream for the jakes
Intro Yeah (Lets Go) Uh-Huh, Chea Hook Ima Let Tha Beat Knock Gyea Gyea I Got Tha Heat Rock (Oh(Woah) I?m On Fire
[50 Cent and DJ Whoo Kid talking] [Hook] (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own
's bugged how some niggaz catch slugs And pockets dug from everything except check stubs And it does sound ill like wars in Brownsville Or fatal robberies in Red Hook
how some niggaz catch slugs and pockets dug from everything except check stubs and it does, sound ill like wars in Brownsville Or fatal robberies in Red Hook
for the tent They've heard of the hours you've spent Learning your song Jake: I hope nothing goes wrong Fortune Teller: Don't worry, Jake The future
There's a rumor goin' 'round on the backside of town Jake is out to get some revenge Has fire in his eyes since his brother died Shot down by a so-called