Respect our gangsta, nigga Lay down What you know 'bout rollin' out? Big Tec, big vest, hollow tips all up in that kid neck Po, live it up, yellow stones
I ain't even tryna go there wit record sales I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12 Keep my nose clean, stay
ain't even tryna go there wit record sales I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12 Keep my nose clean, stay
Yeah, we straight from the Census Bureau Haha, Runyan Ave We lookin' for yo' momma D 12, where yo' momma at? Miko, where yo' momma at? Young Zee, hey
't see well Flip my P-12, Rover key to da e-mail Wish a hundred tell, G-bell, I walk the hog, I beat jail Yo, gotta each 12, kick back, relax, word up
candy and them blades niggas stayin on me cause they wanna get paid everybody late and Ima just gone play and bitches be trippin cause they dont wanna ever stay
Face the inferno, maestro, pull it Pipe hard slang, bite the golden bullet Never, sold my soul Golden Arm cold stinger See me on the streets, address me stone
-four drop, same **** on top Don't blame me if your **** block get hot 'Cause I'm just tryin' to make a livin', **** stay up outta prison In a position
disappear If I stay here with you The only thing that i'll lose is me So I gotta let go, I gotta let go If I stay here with you The only thing that
, so sweet talkin' The Momo street talkin' is Stone Cold Steve Austin An' I bang it well, slang it well, shave it well Hell, you lookin' at a preview of the Matrix 12
your eyes don't close imagine your eyes don't open I be like trying to keep the world and stay TRU There's too much drama in my hood, gotta stay cool
out of your mind (Break 'em off somethin') Now how many really gon' ride when the war start? Eaten alive by these hollow tip darts My 12 gauge'll tear
the monster. Don: We're raising a new generation of monster lovers. Phyllis: I've been waiting so long for the monster . . . Maybe this'll be the real thing. 12
Souls aren?t built of stone, sticks and bones Souls aren?t built of stone Souls aren?t built of stone, sticks and bones And souls aren?t built of stone
, I'm a stay on the grind I'ma put my work in, get in where I fit in ('Cause I hustle) Seven days of the week (I hustle) Just to stay on my feet To all
right, I'm a stay on the grind I'm a put my work in Get in where I fit in (Cause I hustle!) Seven days of the week (I hustle!) Just to stay on my feet
boogeymen are coming The boogeymen are coming Keep your head down, go to sleep, to the rhythm of a war drums Stay with me Safe and ignorant Just stay