was Nigga found dead in his house, don't know who did it Yea, you bet it was me, niggaz die at the pavement I'm wavin a nine out of the window and blazin
go he goes He's Charlie Mack and he's the first out the limo (So damn tough) I guess you're wondering why he's the first out the limo, yo, let me give
I said well kinda All of a sudden she jumped out her seat Snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street She started grabbin' all over me
' my life like I don't care I'm out to take the throne My mom's in the window hopin' I'ma make it home The streets is funny peeps'll kill you over piece
bailin and don't really understand The reason why they take me life and me?hand Me not out for peace and me not Rodney King Me gun goes click, me gun goes
goes down for the nine-six Aiyyo, Nas, let's get this money Let's get paid Sit back and watch all these motherfuckin' clowns out here Riffin' and beefin
Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold Look over there (Where?) There, there's a
never liked you We Hitchcock Psycho, y'all know Y'all never figure shit out Till we pull the 4 fifth out Rip your bitch drawers off whip my dick out
list goes on. We definitely gon' miss you Eazy." [Verse 1 - The Game] Picture me rollin' in that black B-M-dub, headed to the club Fresh out the Tyson fight, Beamer all
[Intro] This goes out to all riders worldwide Let that playa ass nigga Twista be your guide as we go on a ride where playa hatin killers and the hood
last night 'Cuz my shorty did my braids too tight Hop out the shower, throw my sweat suit on Lace my Tim's, grab my sidekick phone Look out the window, all
fool When you pushing a beemer, who gives a f-ck about a School? Mom's seta curfew, but I was breaking all the rules Kicked a n-gga out the house so I
it's time to get blowed, Creepin' round the mac peepin' out them dog ho's, Saw my nigga slim, in a torry bumpin' ivan, Got them tinted windows so them
all day Got it cocked And in the trunk bumpin' nothin' but the Beats By The Pound funk Pull that skunk out, the windows fogged up And the system all the
just like me [ chorus ] Check this out ( somebody help me out ) Gyeah Compton all day Come on ( somebody help me out ) Hoo bang all day nigga ( somebody help me out
'Fore they use a cow piece You hardly war Makin', drinkin', shootin' me out It's Going Down I ride the Benzo Bill Clinton, Presidential Out the window
strapped I grab my gat out the glove Do these fools got a problem with me or do they got love? And when the light turns green, I don't bone out I wanna