G C G Everything dies, baby that's a fact Em G C G But maybe everything that dies some day comes back. Em G C G
-ah, 2-1-6, 7-0-2, 4-1-4 3-1-7, 2-1-4's and the 2-8-1's, 3-3-4, 2-0-5, I see ya Uh-uh, 3-1-8, 6-0-1's, 2-0-tree, 8-0-4, 4-0-2, 3-0-1 9-0-4, 4-0-7, 8-5
the shower posse the don ??? come through stylin hard wit 2 booms from the sherlock squadray it be a bachelor that fox them sparrin and leave yall niggas on the sideline starvin Chorus-Amerie Amerie-2
my bitches From gold to platinum from rag to riches I'm the boss of the boss, the pimp shotcaller Worldwide Rider in a Benz with a spoiler In your city
and nigga you lil trey So press ya appetite we takin' ya lil tray Love my handgun but my choppa still da shit Banned in 1994 but I'm 2 legit 2 quit
1-I like the way you work it No diggity, I try to bag it up, bag it up (repeat 1, 1, 1, 1) (Verse 2) She's got class and style Street knowledge
no way in hell, you'll buck with B.G. Knocc Out, Flesh, and ah Mo' Thug, str8 up.(Chorus) B.G. Knocc Out-Verse 5 I'm comin' 2 serve ya, serve ya
Now you thinkin how a masta thank, Way back in ninety-foe, stage stays closed, We open the door, nigga get that bank, Flip that flow, city ta? city, my
other times Piru And some snitch niggaz look just like you I promise to never snitch, like some of my homies G-Rock, B-Mase, and O.G. Tony Before I have
learned the street life was so cold 10 stacks cash that was my goal wanted to be like big bro with plenty hoes first thing he taught me was the g code
Number one homie on yard's list Number one on the list when it's time to make harsh [Verse 2] I don't think skinny g's, (nah)saw punch lines fake as
-piece suits is worn, Hate yall faggot ass niggas thats scared to death, Talk shit, when im around yall hold yall breath, I make murder music, My shit bang in the city
G.O.O.D Music in this bitch (Verse 1) Man I was up early in the A.M., legs will be achin' Feet will be achin' from dreams I was chasin' Was always told
smoke the same thing I'm throwin signs it's looking like I gang bang [Verse 2: Big Sean] I tell a bitch bow down to a motherfucking G hoe I work hard
if you down" And if my phone doesn't ring, then leave it after the pound 'Cause I be up in the air, more than I do on the ground My city is on my hat
, make the haters say dammit. Soulja Boy Tell a??Em hottest rapper on the planet. Yaa?? girl love me and I know you cana??t stand it. Goth-em city doors
than the icing on the cake And if I say I'll drink your bath water, huh You know I'm drinking up your bath water Chorus x2 [Verse 2] You wanna talk
(Verse 1.) Soulja Boy Tell Em. Runnin With It. Gotta Get A Black Mask, Cant See Me, SouljaBoyTellEm. Im On The Beat. I'm Undefeat. Tid, Did Yo City Release