nigga, with one side Don't go against totally rent shit, nigga, baby gonna die Yeah, bank robbers armored up, gear like the boys in Heat DeNiro told one
detriot niggas WE DEEP! [Outro Royce Da 5'9''] Cheaaaa Goon Squad, crip ass mothafuckin' mic gang ass street lord mafia ass niggas Ya'll niggas come
the ring when you feel Nigga just sound the bell Can't sound the heaters in this game, but the grind I'm lovin' Nigga we passed all that pushin', man
he slid to the 9th ward Down in the N.O. and right before he left He wrote his daughter a memo, left stacks in a Benz-o It got hot niggas selling giving
Opposites attract, beef plus they ass backwards Stick yourself 'til I'm felt This ass whoopin' is bein' dealt Like hot peas and butter nigga, I got the
what you just done, you done shot off nigga You talkin' down behind my back (Uh) You done shot off nigga Fifty, four or twenty sack, you done shot off nigga
niggas spit, but y'all act like you don't hear me spit Like sellin' seven million records ain't the shit I don't win no Grammies, nigga I'm too gangsta
if nigga hustle or gang bang Nigga try to use they muscle and fang fang Keep frontin', I'ma put a crease in your jaw Might catch me squeezin' the four My nigga
nigga why you grillin' The Lox If this rap shit don't work niggaz still in the spot You bring it to me, I gotta lose your family Gangstas don't die,
world made me wanna grab my hammer Fuckin' with the Cheddar Boys Some hustler flip girls instead of boys Keep filthy laweys, for when the Fed's annoy us We keep this shit gangsta nigga
D R E, '99 Nigga (Guess who's back?) Still, still doing that shit, Andre? Oh for sho', check me out It's still Dre Day nigga, A.K. nigga Though I've
m number one in this bitch now they understand why I'm runnin this shit [Rick Ross:] I'm a gang member, my gang called Bugatti boys ask ya main broad
I'm number one in this bitch now they understand why I'm runnin this shit [Rozay] I'm a gang member, my gang called Bugatti boys ask ya main broad,
Hustlenomics, eh Joc, what up nigga? A nigga quick produced this shit? Hell yeah Shit crazy, homie My niggas cut throat, my niggas cut throat I got some
little something something in this cold cold world Everybody and they mama out here shooting game Perpetrating and faking, even the got damn preacher man Gangstas harmonizing like my nigga
P] Them boys from the south.. got golds in they mouth.. Don't trust them when this sun drought.. cause them boys will take you out [Master P] Nigga
Listening to DJ Screw just raised the Lexus Called up Pimp C Did a song last week with my nigga Bun B Twistin' on some green spinach And niggas still
Texas Listening to DJ Screw just raised the Lexus Called up Pimp C, did a song last week with my nigga Bun B Twistin' on some green spinach And niggas