A little disappointed but we try to put a brave face on it your another no-show for tonight we?re getting so used to it remember when we drove all night
Real niggaz do real things After mad blunts and gin we had the plan made I bought my wifey a crib, I bought the mafia, a arcade Mad games, pool tables and candy A little
, you got me in a zone Bet a million and a half cash, I can make you explode You don?t wanna break the code, you want a day of Combs I can take you on
right now! (Just for a little while!) Hey! Just, for a, just for a little while! (I know its hot but we gon keep it cool!) I know its hot yall, aye, but wait a
's Day Massacre on a jury Wanna convict me for kickin black on wax I walk the street with a battle axe [ ROUND 1: Bronx Style Bob ] Life ain't nothin but a
ya when you make a mill When you make a mill When ya make a mill, I'ma see ya Respected by gee's cos I never tried to be one But I've been around Dappy
buy the yachts One thing I can guarantee The best things in life, they sure ain't free It's such a thrill just to be me This is the life This is the life
worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry 'bout a damn thang, a damn thang Don't you worry
play If I could I'd dance my life away And if you can't seem to find any words to say Make a joyful noise, fifth around it's another day Hey now, when
I could I'd dance my life away And if you can't seem to find any words to say Make a joy-ful noise, fifth around it's another day When you see me you
like the tears of a million terrified brothers. And, Lord, Hear me now, I have seen the light, They have a conciousness, They have a life, They have a
wanna see you smile Elevate your lifestyle, cop a yacht Hit the south the French Not a chance Keep your little advance This one's on me In the chef's a
a couple of mill And show em how this cruel world can really get the best of a nigga I'd show em life through the eyes of a demon The only thing that
t read I count money like a champ, now ask me Why everyday does the task force jack me The story's been told one million times About a boy growin up to a life
was caught redhanded A felony, strike number two Federal Agents like, "What you wanna do?" Make a choice, so you start to think back $hort Dogg was a
[Yukmouth] Welcome Little boys and girls, listen A man can get caught up in things (Right) It's like a gridlock (Right) He gots ta have it (ugh ugh),
