round here Whooaaa This is my black right here This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block
This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" Ohaaaaaa We run things round here Whooaaa This is my
is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" This is my block, "Lay Down" Ohaaaaaa We run things round here Whooaaa This is my
my gun Much love to my nigga young Hova, Twista Bun B, Pimp C, A.C. Killer Get your money, get your paper Elevate like my nigga DMX Here's a prayer,
'ma fracture it My mind is wanderin', I can't find it But ten times outta ten, my mind on the money Bandana around my head like I know karate And I'll
a Texas thing Ghea, you know like Bun B, I gotta keep it trill I told Johnny, Bow Wow want that ice in his grill Ghea, you know like Bun B, I gotta
shit While I proceed to win and shake the game like (?) It's Gudda (Chorus) (Bun B) We up in Harlem on some rock Diddy poppin' in my Sean John Tryna
' Want it simply put? You can't rip me When I spit for the set, everyone free I'ma underground king, nigga Pimp C free Word up to my man Bun B, what?
didn't die in vain, and they feel my pain Make sure my niggas ride for me Or pulling up on the side of me, side of me [Verse 1 - Bun B] Man I'm a real
To My Stack But When I Try To Leave Shell Be Callin Me Back Chorus You Know I Gotta Get On My Grind I Dont Play With My Money Or My Time She Know I
shot fo And next show, you hoe ass niggas squarin some rocks Get some money, move out the hood but don't take care of your block? [Hook: Bun B] I done
that I'm on my Deen Down to get down anytime by any means Known to be OT, reppin on any scene And all about the paper, we stackin up plenty green From my
That smoke will have you coughin all your shit up, Im in my everyday get up Black tee, levis, jordans, and them diamonds that stay lit up, You wanna be like Bun
my block from a payphone. Why? Cuz i got OG bread. Everytime we hit the parking lot we turn heads like chad. And the motha fuckin Bun B. I got bread,
to represent 'til they decide to free the Pimp I'm down for my click, just like I'm down for my block And I'ma stand up for my partner 'til they let him
Candy Apple Flip-Flop Got them boppers dripped out cause my drop tip top Purple Cup, Screw Us Up, that's what keep the streets hot Don King, Bun B,
Yeah u know we bout that [Bun B] Thats right my mind is on my money and my fingers on a fat knot eyes is wide open and my ears is ta the black top came
TO GLISTZEN TO FOCUSED FOR FOOTBOYZ TO FUCK OFF MY MISSION TO SMART NOT TO LISTEN WHEN G?Z PULL MY GOAL BOUT DEM WHITE FOLKS THATZ LISTING AND WATCHING MY
