drop No matter what's right or wrong They've been after him for too damn wrong YOU GET IN THE WAY YOU GET WASTED IF YOU GET IN THE WAY A Black Panther
from a mile away Thought to myself, why not give it a go? I like what I see Face all lit up like a Christmas tree It's amazing the way she goes Heaven
Every last time I come home I take my last chance to burn a bridge or two I only keep myself this sick in the head ?Cause I know how the words get you
boughs of holly", Rockin' around the Christmas tree, Have a happy holiday, Everyone dancin' merrily, In the new old-fashioned way. You will get
will be no more Stumble home in the pouring rain Let the water eat my worried brain Some days I just can't get along I need the head to leave my shoulders on Palm trees
AHHHHHHHH! Take that.. [P. Diddy] Welcome to New York motherfuckers where we don't play And out of towners get got like everyday And a gangsta's a gangsta in every way
get no break When your fake ass friends, don't help you out when you need it Be on some real bullshit, politely tell you to beat it Fuck that, get your
topic Nigga you do the shrimp, trip to the tropics That's not my steez, not like me It's not the way I wanna blow my cheese, like I blow my trees The
wacker than a postal office massacre Is that so? Make moves just like a fatso Bounce in a Minivan Astro after my gat blow Aiyyo, get up, get up, get
how you get 'em girl That's how you get 'em girl That's how you get 'em girl That's how you get 'em girl Well, how you get 'em girl? Ami down south
s how you get 'um, girl) They like the way I turn up the heat (That?s how you get 'um, girl) Walk ?em, get out off my beat (That?s how you get it, girl
, click, shit Brooklyn niggas is known to rep-resent Any nigga happened that's why I left Niggas get strep-throats, throats get strepped Get your shit
off my dick, you know? Damn right, I'm a nigga and I don't care what you are 'Cause I'm a capital N-I-double-G-E-R Black people might get mad 'cause
wonder what it would be like To live some place like you know Piccass, B Show, Ozzy and Harriet You know what cops coming got your Cat out of the tree
her body gets jacked That gangsta, gang-gangsta That gangsta, gang-gangsta Gangsta, gang-gangsta That gangsta love Yeah, she love it the way I put it on her Blowin' trees
no way to keep 'em quiet With T.I. and Shady, baby, we 'bout to move inside a ride When we touchdown When we get in town you know how we getting down
tree grows in Brooklyn Some how some way I gotta make it up out the hood someday Some how some way I gotta make it up out this life, c'mon Some way
my fame and I can't forget that tree Na, na, na, na, na, na I can't forget that tree Na, na, na, na, na, na I can't forget that tree Na, na, na, na
