off the yak Can't get off the fact I'm off my Mac Goldie probably wouldn't, but I would trick off a that And I'm sick with the money, I can cough
it (Through the storm and rain) Yeah, you can make it (Yes, you can) You can make it (You got me) I know you can (I know you can) I know you can (Yes
To this day much love QD said You can't make rell With a label who let Tipper Gore talk shit And made 'em take Ice T's cop killer Off the shelves I'
mic"- souls of mischief [xzibit] All that get money take money sound funny So I stick to my own I can feel it in my bones These clones and clowns ain't
I ain't goin nowhere Can shoot at me, can stab at me Take your best shot (this is the remix) Suck a dick no homo DipSet, remix, let's go! [Hell Rell] My
, these jewels on my neck You'll say the Lord, I'm saved My shit cost some cake You think you can afford a date? But yo, your men should know That my
get off the fact I'm off my mac Goldie prolly wouldn't, but I would trick off of that And I'm sick with the money, I can cough a stack I can sneeze some
pull it all in And you feel like you're too close So you swallow another dose The pinnacle of happiness Filling up your soul You don't think you can take
It is the real thing You can't refuse the embrace... This is so unreal, What I feel, Flood, sell your soul, Feel the blood, Pump through your veins, Can't
a rock in the hospital over me If you see me up in the mountains with a lion, I ain't lyin Nigga don't help me, my nigga help the mountain lion! Uhh,
your soul, my hustle like Russel I just hope my grind connects with the globe Then bring some more label reps to my home Then I can pass the cake to the
(Malarial?) it's all here Ain't no Hollywood, my bid is Hollyhood n the souls got hustle Kill can u feel that Mista Ripsta, hmm I just can't breath Hmm
The football games, fortune and fame, and more Importantly I wanted me a name The jewels, the cruisers to sail No more projects the foolish can dwell
thangs Play your part, play the game And everything is everything [Nas] My words are my life and my life come with laws You my brother keeper mean I'd give my
clothes Take away my fame, take away my dough And I'll be okay without it If you right here with me Take away my house, take away my jewels My material
feel it in your soul once you, do it, so if u want to roll you can, do it, just open up ur heart listen, through it, Every where you go, (verse 2)see my
got two mens That don't speak English, shooting game's bananas Down in Spain, my bangles, clusty, checking my swings Trillions on, yo, cuffing my jeans
feed We sold to crack fiends, coke, ice and money machines Shooting at cops, them maggots tried to stop our C.R.E.A.M But it won't stop, can't stop, my