Lyrics:
Thinkin' about my thoughts and I get with em'
Just because I'm makin' money my neighbors never blink
So happy birthday mom, ya gift is not a clock but
video ho
I passed up a whole bunch of one-night stands
By talkin' too much like I was tryin' to be their man
I won't make that mistake again, mark my
wet, got it goin like a turbo vette
I'm tired of magazines
Saying flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack
there is a price to pay
Life inside a cell is not a place you wanner stay
Nuff youth dem come from good families, families
Too much ah dem dem just ah
of burnt out matches
She said "The trouble is, Sunshine, I know what the catch is
You'll offer me nothing, you'll offer me riches
I've seen your kind
better retire or hide in shadows
[Q-Unique]
All I see is superb female speciments that'll make trouble to get me in
If I was born a woman I'd be a lesbian
you want me to or rough as desert sand
It depends on what you want in a man
My aim is to please and I believe I do for a back track many times
I was
Another innocent man forced to carry the can
Free Satpal Ram!
Whose word against who?
The degenerate crew out on the town
Thought they had something
queens death threat
The five speed berry rip shit till you wet
The mack with a muscle to bust your cork bustle
I'm gone and your man smell trouble
[Kano:]
It could a Cartier or a Rolex,
Presidential threat to magary,
Hang tight yes I can tell by the heartbeat,
And you can probably take a pretty chick
wolves in The Bronx I left in piles. I turned around and faced every single one of them for miles and all they could do is die from a smile.
Hook:
How
Taken over all at once
By this shining masquerade
My mind is lost, my voice is gone
Another replacing mine
A deeper one
No one knows the hell i live
Down
It's going down from out of town
Off the wicked streets of New York trouble
Me and my man map the plan
And make a hefty bundle
Blessing weight
will tell him.
it is up to him to take it, or leave it.
Don't get into trouble by advising him.
It's up to you...
Don't worry, nothing will happen.
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
all by your lonely
Same shooter turned witness
Never show the folks the cash
Never show no folks the stash
Respect a man if he deserve it
And never
Oh, my, God Becky, look at her butt
It is so big, she looks like
One of those rap guys' girlfriends
But, ya know, who understands those rap guys?
There was never a time you'd turn your back on me
and for so long there wasn't a day you wouldn't call,
stop by or stop in to go cause trouble.
Three
of bullshit
Rollin' up that sour, gettin' dizzy for an hour
Life is too confusing, people beefin' over power
Momma said I smoke a lot, problems in my young
WESTINGHOUSE:
I’m so sorry Nikola...
TESLA:
Sorry that my lab’s burnt down? That my life’s work is gone?
That people are dying
endeavor to meet ours?
Knowing that we have done what is right.
Trouble not with worldly possessions, for all that is made must one day be unmade. Who can
universe is not so universal after all
I was getting pretty prolific there for a minute
I should have seen the trouble in the distance
Expanding through
of Lil' Robs
Is ther anythin' that you would like to say
To them Player Haters and if so what would it be
[Verse Two: Mr. Shadow]
Man I gotta give it
a couple beers
cnd you're very supple, I see trouble in a couple years
Plus you got a bubble, why'd he leave you with a couple tears
Shouldn't your hubby
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