would fall to the side, or go to Way Side It ain't a motherfucker alive to come and take mine (no!) Don't procrastinate, don't waste time Never faced
: (feat. Dorasel, Thorough) [Hook x4: Eightball] We run this shit And we don't give a fuck who you be run-nin with So don't forget [Eightball] Gotta
(feat. Dorasel, Thorough) [Hook x4: Eightball] We run this shit And we don't give a fuck who you be run-nin with So don't forget [Eightball] Gotta
bout to exacute my plan Big faces don't fit I got to hold'em in my hand Make a grand, spend a grand nigga that don't mean nothin' We ride down the set
to exacute my plan Big faces don't fit I got to hold'em in my hand Make a grand, spend a grand nigga that don't mean nothin' We ride down the set in
like where the fuck I'm gon' sleep Grandmomma don't want me and I ain't seen dad for weeks And momma ain't never been there for me It's like she probably
what's happenin man You know brothers out there sellin out man Why they goin out like that man? Yo, sellin out like it ain't nothin man I ain't with it [Ice-T
You ain't real, you ain't real, lil mama, you ain't real Fake eyes, fake hair, fake nails, fake grill [Verse Three] I used to tell my little homeboy, "don't
don't under stand so it takes niggas like me to explain it I show vengeance violence and hatred because underneath it's so much pain I aint no sissy or punk so don't
do the murder man dance on the enemies And fake niggas that pretend to be friends of me, are the ??? nigga can't fuck with me Won't buck with me the
in de hollow Like your de centre of Apollo, push Can't enter his side when I'm solo, Yah, yeh don't know, so - None a yer words can hurt me, fool. None
Don't a damn thing move until I hear "mother, may I" I chastise, with ruger nines and hollow tips, venom dipped With dums dums baby, but you don't want
block to block, to scale this town From crooked cops to, dope spots, all around Uhh, hot poles to six folds of strawberries Hood's tight like Fort Knox, runnin thru military Attitudes, don't
up above for blessing my life With some real mother fuckers two kids and a wife Its like good things come to those that wait So don't lose your patients don't
numbs cartoon kids crayola smiles children of the korn fed styles but I don't buy your lies I see through your disguise don't feel your screams or
You's a punk ass bitch, ain't never been no place I can't hold back, now's the time To leave your stank fake broke ass bitches behind And move on like
niggas from the giddy up like you ain't never seen a crip take your city up, BITCH!! Rich rollin', when you see me stall All crips don't C-Walk and that