what I deserve, must've been born in the wrong place I must be happy, that's what my mommy always told me but Can somebody tell me why I've burned forty
got what I deserve, must've been born in the wrong place I must be happy, that's what my mommy always told me but Can somebody tell me why I've burned
b, a p p l e, k i d 's, reppin is lovely as you can see, endlessly, spittin prophecies until the day we d i e to the r a b, a p p l e, family until the
Heads spinnin' like a set of seventeens or somethin' Respect me for who I be, seventeen, head bustin' because Them calling me killer Them calling me head
than you Badder Than You Radder Than you Ectetera I told I get paid by the letter like: a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z Zetock yes
up I f**k with g-unit So yall sake get they ass lumped Your homeboy really going Through something I cant change I f**k hoes that would make Mya look
a hard act to follow Murderous clique nigga, known as desperado. (Ali) Up next, Hillsdale representative My nigga M.K.!!! (M.K.) You knew what time
[Sky Blue] A B C D E F G H I J K L M O P *laughter* Who's a rock star? I am a rock star. Everybody's a rock star! *laugh* (All Aboard!) Hi, I
know what? I may just take you over, my wager's To get your face or your nose bloodied, what? The r-o-to, c-k ya show ya greater, don't fuck around Burn
a nigga upside his head for arguin' wit a bitch I think I'm tired of these woodies so I gathered up a million niggas and burned them Big Willies Straps
that widout that, it ain't only about your face it's about your back, it's me J-U-V, let's f**k make L-U-V [Chorus:] Shawty got me so excited, the way
What? What? Killer! What? What? Check! Hold up, you now under the deep cover of the lil' slugger Callin' me head busta Run with me K - blucka Niggas
different heat But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same beat So if you f**k wit blood, then you f**k wit us And we ain't bustin' duds,
that different heat But when we move the macs for Game, cuz we on the same beat So if you f**k wit blood, then you f**k wit us And we ain't bustin' duds
What? Killer! What? What? Check! Hold up, you now under the deep cover of the lil' slugger Callin' me head busta Run with me K - blucka Niggas done fled
