Milwaukee [Hook x2] [E.S.G.:] When I'm in D-Town, we make the block bleed What's up Big B, what's up Greg Street Troy D, Dolby D, Billy B, G.T. Steve
[Hook x2] [E.S.G.:] When I'm in D-Town, we make the block bleed What's up Big B, what's up Greg Street Troy D, Dolby D, Billy B, G.T. Steve Nice, J
who's kane HOOK : x2 So you wanna really know what's real on the mik' My little homie Pac lost his life East Coast, West Coast, gun talk rules Cocaine
East coast - west coast, I play the whole map and bounce/ They got a benz but live in their mom's house... Chorus To all my G's rock on [King T]
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
mouth right Ankle bracelets in dimes so Shinin got my walk right I use 2 by 2's Like Ill you stupid Toilet paper niggas streets up, When It's time for
case you're wondering why I keep my izm My style's the ultimate funk when I mic checka Cause I smoked everybody else's shit up One two checka
Ya Capable. Ya Capable. Verse 2 *(Numskull)* For a nigga that make stacks he got to pack Mac's get off when shit hap's shit off some stanky before
*(Yukmouth talking)* Hennessy! (Hindu) Pass it! (Ahhh) It's yo life. It's yo life. It's yo life. Ballin, hit the scene. Chorus *(Luniz, Dru
2 ex's and 3 Bentley bulls now Lean Back, Lean Back, lean back (come on) [Lil Jon:] Lean Back, Lean Back, lean back (eminem What's Up!) [Verse 2
that Can you believe this where they killed BIG at Now he at where N-A-T-E D O double G at Cause that's where all dogs go because of you we all blow
Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.) Its Mon E. G. (Rick Ross) Rickey Ross (Mon E. G.) Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross) Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.) And Mon E. G. (Rick Ross) Yo
Jackie Chan just started kickin em like POW! POW! POW! [Child #2] Whaaaaa??! [Mos Def] Alright y'all, alright y'all enough of that it's time to
got bears on me (Run!) My Timb's start feelin' like they Nike Air's on me (Run!) It's hard for me to slow down, it's like I'm on the Throughway My belt
Kim, don't fuck with real ass G's Quick to snatch your ugly ass off the streets, so fuck peace I'll let them niggas know it's on for life Don't let
sometimes friends change And you don't need that love, when you G's like us And your Jesus piece is similar to Biggie's And your life story is similar to 50's
tip high smokin' lah in the rye It's on you, if you wanna take heed the hidden treasure Recognize it's I man T.H.U.G. wit' Noreaga Recognize that 2-
