obey by it break the rules don't give a shit I only have one commandment Destroy to create, build a new Smash the hate What were they for? Why were rules made? To be broken
, I was born this way Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be a drag, just be a queen Don't be Give yourself prudence
promises I shouldn't have made I did it for you Mile by mile feelings I just can't reconcile My heart's on a string, these broken wings Who knew I'd be
some reason To hold on through the night And for the first time since you broke this heart of mine I find myself believin' It's really going to be
niggaz Yo husband and yo boyfriend, I don't see none them niggaz I roll with CEO and stock brocka niggaz While you be riding around town with the brokest
it love da way you pop and drop it (low low low) Uh i should call you tailor made have your jeans fit tailor made do not disturb so tell the maid we gonna be
niggas (x3) See one thing we have in common Is that we some get money niggas (Hate) [Bow Wow] Holy shit look at the life I live (Damn) I used to be broke
You know you love me, I know you care Just shout whenever, and I'll be there You are my love, you are my heart And we will never, ever, ever be apart
it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now It's supposed to be good
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 extra chicken loot be
THAT'S CRAZY) Sure paper, slide off with them midgets (THAT'S CRAZY) Talk about the feds made you snitch (OH THAT'S CRAZY) How you gon' hate what made
wonder if our trust will be In time, we'll see, she told me She told me, she showed me But she hurt me and she loved me the same Has anybody ever made
fade They may not make sense But they sure as hell made me I won't go as a passenger, no Waiting for the road to be laid Though I may be going down
about it I guess karma comes back around 'Cause now I'm the one that's hurting, yeah And I hate that I made you think That the trust we had is broken
You might be expecting To hear me say things, pertaining to love But emotionally, I been through so many other things But I`m not wasting,
too paid Shaded with some ladies Reppin' my city, West L.A., baby West L.A. made me this way Two rule, stay fresh, homie get paid Hey, never broke and
day Some guys got the way Sweet old school attraction He wants your lovin' tonight He tells you you're no cheapskate reproduction You're sure that he must be