your lover, undercover don And protect you from others, don't ever let a brother pimp you If you want the style, you can rich your blood Y'all take a
B.M. O.D-ing, top speed Blowing through the sweet night breeze where ever life leads Anything's better besides a tight squeeze, sliced cheese Even my pieces put your
you ain't got no money take your broke self home If you ain't got no money take your broke self home G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S We flyin
? If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home If you ain't got no money take your broke ass home G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S, yeah G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S We
back, money ain't a thang Jigga, I don't like it if it don't gleam gleam And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down hard
along Before your left adds up to a ball of power Thoughts at a thousand miles per hour Hello, Ghetto Let your brain breathe Believe there's always mo
'cept its BK way makin sure niggas eat every day (Verse 2) Don't make me put a hit out tikitack these rappin' always spit out put your self in a
jail bars Jigga, no pies, no case Just Hawaiian shirts, hangin' with little Chase You a fan, a phony, a fake, a pussy, a Stan I still whip your ass, you thirty-six in a
Aight, yeah (Hot shit!) E-40 (Um I'm goin') Let me breathe on ya man, let me speak upon a man Let me teach you somethin' about this game (Mmm) Let me
feet, fuck, can you tell me I let the 12's beat, 'Nightmare on Elm Street' So don't fall asleep 'cause my life a dream And they ain't gotta speak, they
really ain't free to me You get it how you take it but the only way You'll make it, givin' peace to the G O D, your Lord And it really don't mean that
You got to keep your mind on money (T H U G) Don't let the snakes ever short you for ya change Nigga, let 'em know how much you want it Take a good
But nigga for certain, this is the game Man don't let them win, never let the system think they got you If you relentless they can't stop you let 'em
't taking no shorts or no losses tossing Niggas all up in them coffins They don't know when they run up, I gun 'em Gotta let 'em know who the boss is
K.O.D'd Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it Kicked a couple of niggas asses Gotta take off and stay
got K.O.D'd Ring-a-ling-a-ling get that ass up outta there The undisputed thugs in harmony proved it Kicked a couple of niggas asses Gotta take off
ways of a broad Don?t mean you?ve died out of my life I?m hurt, burn me baby, tie down And child hood scars, crack head caused niggas I don't know that
