Letras:
King B What A Way To Go

I've got to find my baby I don't know what way to go Yes, I've got to find my baby I don't know what way to go Yes, She don't believe that I love her

I've got to find my baby I don't know what way to go Yes, I've got to find my baby I don't know what way to go Yes, She don't believe that I love her

how much you tryna pay, let's go Today was a good day, hope I have me a great night I dunno what you fishin' for, hope you catch you a great white Need

say a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport

about a hot beat, a hot beat It's about a hot beat, a hot beat A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook A hot hot hot beat And a catchy hook Nobody gives

Listen while Nas saves his hood from the most Cowardest rappers He held a mass appeal and a little boy smile Depressed has a complex his mouth was foul

gon' make a switch dude Z-Ro the Crooked, I'll be damned if I be a snitch fool [Chorus] [Verse 3: Bun B] It's Bun B I go back-a like "Atlanta Black

'cause the bottom gets old Never listen to 'em just go for what you know, yea All my life they told me stop tryin I never been the one to not go and

You know I always leave you with the taste I know you like it hard to the core That's what you ask for ??????? Hurtin like a ?? in that ass, like a ritual