a sense, I don't really give a shit Call up, Eminem, I gotta plead innocent (chorus) (Ca$his:) Sixteenth in my sneakers, I ain't listen to my teachers
in a flash just like the next man Fuck a yard god, let me see a hundred grand Could use a gun son, but fuck bein' the wanted man But if I hit rock bottom
back Dead, who gives a damn 'cause when you gone, ain't no coming back To my homies that dead and gone 2 stones, label me a thug like Pac 'Cause I done
Momma gave a nigga breath A life of stress, I invest in a vest And makin' niggaz watch they every step Label me a threat and I ain't even got started
yo' distance Down with the Family, like Charles Manson Crook throwaway is a mothafuckin' tool Don't make me act a mothafuckin' fool Me and you can
that Never mind a set-back, no time to wet that A lyrical hi-jack, you don't wanna try that Creep wit' my CD, don't let 'em know you buy that One in
I?m like a new breed of female When God made me, He was just showin? off See most niggaz call a girl, when they wanna give a dick My shawtys call me when
like a base in a game of baseball And don't sweat, lookin' for heat, I can't wait to face y'all If my names carved out, y'all niggas gon' fall outta position
My grandma tried to school me said son your a goner But I don't listen I was like stop breakin' my balls Threw up my hands and gave 50 Grand a call I
guns first then they start to cuss Shook niggaz hold they guns 'til they start to rust Bitch niggaz don't want no parts of us, we dangerous Tripped a
a couple mil make Beans a offer Give him money we don't see that often But it was all a dream like I seen Memph Bleek in Marcy I ain't say you won'
I don?t know a miley? That?s a strange name. Lily: Oh shes my best friend! Hannah: Right well then why don?t you go get her? Lily: Oh great idea! I?ll
I'm Shanice, don't remember me? [Lil' Kim] She called me by my government name, Kimberly Who sent you? [Lil' Shanice] My mom sent me; her name is Dottie She packed a
to bust laws crazy On a hilltop but you still got some rough dogs baby It's all fundamental to hold guns and blow guns is a sin too Welcome to Brownsville
pass me the three-eighty By my sack, cock and load it, this world I'm a rock and roll it My business, you shouldn't a told it, to end I'm a forty-four
me Telling me thought another lick we can go pull off He told me keep your mask on don't take your hood off So me bail into Burger King and me pistol
It's kind of shady, I can vaguely remember I was at the Peppermill, popping at the bartender He made me a drink called uh, Bodybender That's when a smurf
