Lyrics:
about it? Still wanna stab her?
Grab her by the throat, get your daughter and kidnap her?
That's what I did, be smart, don't be a retard
You gonna take
chea
Kanye West on the track (whoo!) Chi-Town, what's going on now?
Can I talk to y'all for a minute? Lemme talk to y'all for a minute
Just gimme
change the game by the time I'mma reign
I catch a charge like a flagrant foul deep in the lane
y'all niggaz know where y'all can find me see I'm deep in
whole Bad Boy shit, we come to bring it to y'all niggas
Me, B.I., Puff, Lox, whoever, Black Rob
If you wanna dance, we dance (come on)
Now trick
found fo bout 4 or 5 days
Lil Wheezy in tha pen fo bout 4 or 5 days
Look he ain't in tha hood fo bout 4 or 5 days
Better not tell me shit when I
me like a whistle
Pussy talkin', I'ma listen to it
Why you got a ass like that?
Why you gotta make me spend a bag like that?
Why you blow gas like
Guy
This is like my new way to live my life by
They say they miss the nice guy but there's no more Mr. Nice Guy
On the real, I done had enough of people
everybody meet Mr. Me Too
I know what you thinkin' why I call you Me Too?
'Cause everythin' I say, I got you sayin' me too
I say I got a Benz, so you
See he's a gangster, I'm a hustler
Yo it's either thank ya, or it's fuck ya
[Ice Cube + (Lil Jon)]
I'm down with Lil Jon ain't got to pretend
'cause it made me even more rude and impatient
So blame it on Mr. OVOXO
The reason why I'm breathin' all the vanity I know
The reason why my best friend
of
(J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League, J.U.S.T.I.C.E. League)
Ow
Baby, you don't have to try to read my mind
'Cause you know I wanna get it in (ya mean?)
And tell me why
Lil Homie, everybody tryna get with you
Lil Homie, stay focused, got shit to do!
They say what don't break a nigga make a nigga
I woke up out my
the very reverend Freud
You were the manual orgasm
I was the dirty little boy
And is this what you wanted
To live in a house that is haunted
By
Frankly, I don't love nothin' they got to do with
But, but, but you know what I want you the do for me?
Jerry, Eazy, check this shit out here
I want y
daughter came home one afternoon
And didn't even stop to play
She said, "Mom, I got a note here
From the Harper Valley PTA"
Well, the note says, "Mrs
and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin'
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
Get up,
Why Dave died as a child?
Baby Joe got shot in front of his child
Wonder why a flag a part of our style?
Wanna get out but wonder why that I can't
Oh, hello Mr. Soul,
I dropped by
to pick up a reason
For the thought that I caught
that my head
is the event of the season
Why in crowds just a trace
Yeah
Ride wit me
Come ride wit Trice, man
I brought my man wit me
Curtis Interscope Jack (ha ha)
Mr. Mathers, my nigga Fif' yeah
Holla at 'em
the memory stays
And those were the good old days
I can still remember good old Mr. Fender
Who ran the corner grocery store
Oh, he'd strolled down
I'm out in the country
But I don't know why
'Cause I'm strictly a city loving guy
Just sitting there when a little bird flies my way
Hello B
wrong
I’m a finesser
Huhn huhn huhn huhn
I just fineness her
Huhn huhn huhn
I'm Mr Wrong cause my ex did me wrong
She’s the reason why I wrote this song
niggaz actin' up in the hood
Send mo' troops, dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do, these niggaz actin' up in the hood
Send mo' troops
Why should I lie,
lil' bitch, please
Tun', they pussy in a can, Friskies (yo)
I got ten up on my pinky ring and twenty on my bracelet
Now these niggas kissing ass,
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