[Verse One: Drag-On]. I'm just a Bronx gangsta. You was wit me when I was gang bangin'. Crack slangin', snuck the back way in. Ya helped me back? at the days in.
Boy, you had me going all out for you. Now I just don't know what I'm gonna do. My heart's so weak. But I think it's best for us to be apart. . And situation's getting out of hand.
Divine Brown. Miscellaneous. U Shook Me (all night long). Ladies and gentlemen thank you for coming out. Right about now Id like to uh, share with you a little story about breaking up and making up.
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[Lonnie B]. See, we still unseen, know what I'm saying?. Still unseen, and since you still looking. We're gonna bring it. . [Danja Mowf]. Yo, the mistake that is made many times that which aches in my mind.
Verse 1. . I don't. Care what another. Thinks about a motherfucker. My life began in the gutter. I live. Therefore I suffer. . The pressure made you crusha.
(Hook). . Ready for some dick. Already in the bed. My niggaz made it first. You already givin head. . (repeated x5). . She. Sucks dick habitual. Made into a ritual.
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Up north doo on, big ooh south side. (Give my nigga love on a seven inch slide). Up north doo on, big ooh south side. (Give my nigga love on a seven inch slide).
A bitch is a bitch and we all know that. A hoe is a hoe wit a toe up slut so. If you're gotta have 'em, might as well be a fine one. But it seems that some niggas can't seem to find one.
Aiyo Coolio, what's up with all these fools?. Always poppin' off at the lip, talkin' about the last sucka. To fuck up and stuff like that, loc, what's up?.
One more man eater. But perpetrate like your sweeter. But I'm hip to the game, I know your nothing but a cheater. Always trying to game on my wallet. Fuck you or love you, how should I call it?.
Collipark. Nasty girl, nasty, nasty girl, nasty. . Far as I know, u a freak. A lil' nasty girl to shake her ass to the beat. Clap, clap, skeet, skeet.
If I had all the money in the world. I still couldn't buy me a brand new girl. Too much clubbin', not enough lovin'. Too much shoppin'. . Too busy chasin' Escrilla.
I'm feelin' really unappreciated. You've taken my love for granted, babe. And I don't know how much more. I can take from you. . You don't do the things you use to do.
(Chamillionaire Chorus). . Rap Game I Used To Love You (Used To Love Ya Baby). But Now I Dont Love You The Same (Love You The Same). Baby Im Still Thinking Of You But No Its Not You Its The Change.
('Southern Smoke'). Koopa, King Koopa. He's the undisputed mixtape king. Some will try to diss him. But can only beat him in their dreams. . Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh no.
[Chamillionaire]. Smack the face off ya face, and that's all it takes. For me to make butter-boy, take my verse off his tapes. Koopa's iced out, lights reflect off the face.
[Chorus]. U Owe Me, but you act like you don't know me. Next time I see ya you better have something for me. You better show me every single dime. Cause when I see ya its payback time, give me what's mine.