I'm six foot two and a half With shoes on make it three even Been shot but I'm still breathing Sent niggaz back to Pittsburgh With they necks wrapped
's classic Don't know who the boss is Do I hold the power or am I powered like horses? Whip is blowin' out my back like I'm exhausted Pipes blowin' more
. Love it or leave it. I'm like this" Even if we don't look back again "I love my life. Bitches." Even if we don't look back again Even if we don'
my head, and yeah I think I look good Should I be the one, to break the bad news? Snooze when I'm tired, not when I'm hype, your type Yo I just came off
engaged, don't be mad if I don't take you backstage Yo, if I hit that I hit that, why don't you leave it at that Instead you try to star sixty-nine my
I can't feel that hardcore appeal That you're screamin, baby, I'm dreamin' This ain't Christopher Williams, still some MC's got to feel one, caps I
rocks is bigger? [Pharrell Williams] - The rapper! Naw, dawg, go figure With the V12, I make that straight killa I flood the block, I hug the glock I
M.O.P.]: I still [M.O.P.]: Don't doubt you [C.N.N. & M.O.P]: Still [M.O.P]: Don't give a fuck about you [C.N.N. & M.O.P.]: Still [M.O.P.]: Get at
it dog, then I'm battin you down don't you ask me what's happenin now This aint a rerun, niggas see P gun, I'm clappin you clowns, what YOU DON'T WANNA
churches chicken [With jalepenos and [Incomprehensible]" I betta boss up "Look, look, you don't know me, till you blow me, nigga" I betta boss up "Don
could be my fuckin' death blow Tell Kidada I'm not ready, I ain't even let my momma know I ain't got no kids, I'm only twenty-fo' Before I can let the
bought me Skips! I said, "Mom, what are you doing, you're ruining my rep" She said, "You're only a kid, you don't have a rep yet" So to you all the kids
friends I know you've done it before, don't act like you haven't whore I'm 'bout to lose my wife, I can't afford a divorce Sin with me, I want you (
your girlfriends say, I got dick for ya (I got dick for ya) And if you want some fore play, I got a bitch for ya (I got a bitch for ya) You know you
sho You can do big thangs when you're a Big Tymer And even if you ain't nigga just keep grindin' nigga You really ain't got to have golf balls you can
(I don't know what this is) I love you man (I'm not smokin' this) Only thing I count on is you (Tito I want him, I don't want him) Tito just got the
State, state I rock my jewels, jewels I'm not a fool, fool In the small of my back I got this big-ass tool When I'm skatin' through the city and I stop
like When you got no bread, when you down and out People turn they back at you Even the chicas try to disrespect the rap in you I got gratitude, baby