i used 2 listen 2 lauryn hill and tap my feet than the bitch put out a cd didnt have no beats the boy diangelo he determined not 2 fail that nigga went but-ass for his record to sell my backshots 2 help ashanti hit them high notes and big ben taught cahrlie b more than deep throat
little nigga named nas think he live like me talk about he hit the hospital took 5 like me u live in fantasies nigga better check ur deposit we shook dre punk ass now we outta the closet mobb deep tell em why a nigga blown em out next time grown folk talkin nigga close ur mouth believe me i take this war shit deeply done seen 2 many real niggaz fall 2 let these bitch niggaz beat me puffy lets be honest u a punk or u gonna see me with gloves remember that shit u said in vibe about u bein a thug well u can tell the ppl u roll with whatever u want but u and i know whats goin on payback i knew u bitch niggaz from way back witness me strapped with macks knew i wouldnt play that all u old rappers tryin 2 advance its all over now take it like a man niggaz lookin like larry holmes flabby and sick tryin 2 playa hate on my shit then eat a fat dick let it be known thats how u played me thuggin while i got u niggaz crazy
Linear Mode
