Jul 20, 2007 13:40
Hey yo, the streets love me, man
And I love the streets
So I know ya aint think I was comin with some fruitcake shit
Ya know me better than that
Ayo, I shoulda been out
Im deadly when I pull the pin out
Keep frontin, ima try yo chin out
I knocked a lot of men out
I left em on the floor spittin phlegm out
Its either that or ima squeeze the gat and pop ten out
You see ? codione? , ice spinnin, jigged out, white linen
And if a bitch dont like me she must like women
Every time I come around you see your wife grinnin
Dont be mad cuz yo careers in the ninth innin
Its over now, nigga, leave the game
Im from the danger zone where emcees get slain
Were thugs that never hesitate to squeeze the flame
Were niggaz be takin drugs just to ease the pain
When I was OT your bitch rode me
First day home I dived in it
Left her thighs dented
Now that bitch be pagin me every five minutes
Emcees I squash and disgrace, its all about the benjis
So why your bills got washingtons face?
A lot of cats be frontin
Made singles wit a fifty on top
L tryin to have the city on lock
Peace to biggie and pac cuz they really were hot
Rap game, heavy hitters, its a shame they no longer wit us
Niggaz wanna be l, ladies wanna see l
If I go to jail youll wear a shirt sayin free l!
What
Word up man, them niggaz is hungry
They ready to bite a nigga arm off
super cute Michelles "come up with a breakup song" sweet.<3