Слова:
Trash Talk I Block

to walk this awful land. Deprived of human touch, we feast on tongue and human hand. My life's in shambles. My feet are shackled. I must escape this (

I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right now but I gotta make sure I'm right and girl you damn right, if your head right I'll be there every

the bathroom floor Out the back window I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free

I don't live in fear I work until I touch it, stack it until I need it I spend it on what I want, re-up and that's when I bleed it The soldier could never

see the shine I might just let your ass slide this time While I get this paper, paper While I get this paper, paper Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't need

sit your lil ass down) i got more south niggas than you matter fact no i dont, its just them south niggas know how i do i think 50 really wanna be you

that bitch Candy apple green, niggaz lovin' it, lovin' it And wait a minute, I'll act a fool Ya don't like how I'm livin'? Boy foolish That's right I

God, I don't give up Back slap that ass Clap that ass Dropping body bags Glocks and mags Four blocks you fast Talk your trash Drop you fast Never jock a cat I

how hot I get I rock big in the summer, without missin' the block When I wanna get M, then I listen to Pac Scarface when I'm laid back, whippin' the three If I