break you off 'Til your love come down on them walls I'm extremely focused when I'm strokin' I bet I'll get you open I'll leave your headboard broken
true, got much love for my nigga named Screw, that Key-C in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan, I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him, we broke em all down and
from OG's who grow old tea Some OD in doorways, out in cold for four days It's like that all day We gat rollin 60's, for over 50's Triple-oh's in the
you, man My man 50 Gran' told me straight up and down, man I ain't 'sposed to love no ho, know what I'm saying? I tried to tell her 50, I got three
but Say what you say we just ask to get paid And I might get laid if the remix gets played So throw this on the radio like 50 times a day I got my
set These industry niggas know they better pay me my check I get a kick outta seein' these broke ass rappers Ten people showed up that's why your show got canceled 50
ringers This is for the bootleggers And everyday beggers And all my hood hustlers who know where we headin' Repeat 2x Verse three: sonsee Its all about the $50
ringers this is for the bootleggers and everyday beggers And all my hood hustlers who know where we headin' repeat 2X Verse Three: Sonsee Its all about the $50
so true got much love for my nigga named Screw the Kici's in this bitch, my nigga Jonathan I got about 6 or 7 pounds from him he broke em all down and
push it forward Eastside Long Beach, I'm only pushin four words I organize a street massacre You haters know I broke bread with at least half of ya Out
based on guns, throwin cats in wheelchairs Etcetera, damage any lame ass competitor Who try to front, get broken and passed like leathers Whatever hot
I started small time, dope game, cocaine Pushin' rocks on the block, I'm never broke mayne I started small time, dope game, cocaine Boy don't test me
a' you niggaz out here, nigga I'm out here for real A nigga tell you my life is real nigga what? Since everybody rich now fuck it I'm broke All these
slang me for 50? Bling bling, now I belong to a Japanese And they was quick to throw me in the magazines I make money, I never broke down, fools trippin
hold it in the air 'Cause MC Ren has a 100 miles of runnin' Into this news, four fugitives are on the run FBI sources tell us that the four are headed
hold it in the air 'Cause MC Ren has a 100 miles of runnin' Into this news, four fugitives are on the run F.B.I. sources tell us that the four are headed
of the homeless But other than that I'm a Bentley consumer I get pain Yo' I cry like you, I get sick, I could die like you I used to hate my broke days
lately Wassup nigga? Still ride old schools? 84 cutlass with the European light fools Give me a dove and watch how I flip the bitch One, two, three, four
