• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• The Set Up - Willy Northpole
• N 1 Side Chick - Willy Northpole
• Hood Dreamer - Willy Northpole
• Game Diss - Willy Northpole
• Body Marked Up - Willy Northpole

When I met her, I took her home the first night and fucked her
Pussy so good it felt I didn't have a rubber
Bad bitch said she had hustle
Says she connected with some niggas with some muscle
"I's can explain"
She said "the cane"
Eighty birds a week, I said, "What up on a plane?
She said "On the street"
She drive across country"
I said, "What I gotta do to make these niggas lunch meat? "
She said, "It's easy, baby boy believe me."
Let's talk about it later but don't call me on the pheezy
She said, "Why later?, let's talk about it now"
Because it's going down tomorrow, then I said "how? "?
She said "It's simple they call this nigga Dre,
He trust me cause I give him the pussy by the way"
She said "Hes a weak mother fucker but he flip"
I said "Niggas like that deserve to get hit"
She gave a little giggle,
"Just follow these orders"
The plan was to say she got robbed at the border
Next day I didn't want to drive her this far,
It had to make sense, plus we had to switch cars.
I met her at the border,
"Bitch give me your shit"
She said "Quit playin'", we laughed and we kissed
Middle of the desert and the day is getting hotter
I'm driving home thinking like damn I should've shot her.
She got home to tell Trae it was all bad.
What she didn't know, is Tre had a bitch up in the pad.
And she flipped,
She started packin' bags,
He said "Baby girl chill chill, why you mad? "
Baby just paused turned around and laughed
She said "By the way that's why my homeboy robbed your ass"
Then he hit her, pulled her by the hair,
He called his goons over and they tied her to a chair,
Punched her in the mouth "Who the fuck got my bread? ",
She said, "I don't know", they poured gasoline on her head,
And she screamed out this nigga named Willy,
She gave him all my info,
He took it as an insult,
I shouldda known this bitch emotions was attactched
He took a step back then he lit the match,
He walked out the house left the bitch on fire,
I'm at home HBO, watchin The Wire,
Waiting for this mother fuckin pizza that I ordered,
Two hours later the night is getting shorter,
Knocked at the door look through the peep hole,
I seen tattoos under the pizza man clothes,
I went to grab the pistol but it was too late,
Cause when I turned around a nigga had a pistol in my face,
And then he let the other nigga in,
Guns to my head,
The interrogation begins.
He said. "Bitch you know what we want,
Because of you a dead pizza man is in the trunk",
He hit me with the gun,
His homie kept his finger on the trigger,
I heard him say, "Tre, why don't we just kill this nigga? "
BANG!...
I was doomed...
And then they found the white up in the room.
Never looked back when they was leavin',
What they didn't know that I was still breathin',
Laying in the hospital bed,
Numb in the legs,
I'm looking like a mummy in the head.
Hard for the money so illegal,

[Intro:]
Yall gota feel me on this one
Girl we done been through it
I like to call her like,Like my numba one sidechick
But she cool with it though
I dont care what nobody say
She gona ride For Me
She used to get jelous
and try to be demandin'
I didnt want a family
and now she understand me
She used to wana fight me
she wanted to be wifey
She tried to leave me for that lame but he wasn't like me
Then she came back
And we set the rules
If i can have a girl
then you can have a dude
And now we both cool
And she my ride or die
And with a chick like that bet cha boy can fly
Sex feelin' good
My little toy friend
It's kind of like my girlfriend got a boyfriend
My little secret weapon
She know when to check in
If I tell her she will leave dat in a second
I know that homie love her
So dude can keep her
I'll never be committed
So it's rude to sweep her
It's like us against the world when we under covers
I try to front but I love her
[Chorus Bobby v:]
I dont care what the people may say
I know they gone hate
[3x] But thats my baby
And I know she gone ride
Even though I got chicks on the side she my nigga for life
[3x] But thats my baby
And i kno she gone ride on me
[4x] She aint goin no where
Shes my number one girl
she aint goin no where oh no
[Bobby v:]
The streets been telling me
That chu been doin this, and doin that
But its irrelevant, because i know that you always got my back
My sunshine on a rainy day
Unlike the weather you never change
'Cause your my boo, and ima never ever leave you
She my girl/homie if i loose her ill feel like a dead homie
She love me with out the bread on me
I cuff her like dickies, i sneak her over for a little quickie, no evidence with no hickies
Text me when he sleepin I write back you crazy, she write LOL I just miss you baby
My number one chick, in the draft she my number one pick
especially on some 101 ish
Im her number one daddy, yea he make her happy, but the eyes dont lie i know she wish she had me
It's like us against the world when we under covers
I try to front but I love her
[Chorus Bobby v:]
I dont care what the people may say
I know they gone hate
[3x] But thats my baby
And I know she gone ride
Even though I got chicks on the side she my nigga for life
[3x] But thats my baby
And i kno she gone ride on me
[8x] She aint goin no where
Shes my number one girl
she aint goin no where oh no
See alot of come and go

Yea, yea
Yea yea
Willy Northpole... B.O.B
[B.O.B: x2]
Yea, well I'm a
Hood dreamer
Hood dreamin all of my life
I'm a dreamer
I can get my dream if I try
Hood dreamer
Hood dreamin all of my life
A Hood dreamer
If you feel me put yo hands in the sky
[Willy Northpole:]
Yea, willy gotta get that dough
American hustler flow
For the low
Gs up gotta let these buster go
Jail is where I can't
Up in the kitchen with a bank roll
Probation
Still in the club
Bracelet on my ankle
That's my family tree
Cash rules evrything around me
Tell donells where I wanna be
Clientell
That is what I wanna see
H double O D
I'm so used to poverty
Now I got these chickens on me
Like I won the lottery
Last night I had a dream
Willy met Luda cris
Sittin in his black beam
Give it time
You'll be rich
Ever since willy did it big
So elephant
M.O.B. B.O.B
Somebody tell em shit
[B.O.B: x2]
Yea, well I'm a
Hood dreamer
Hood dreamin all of my life
I'm a dreamer
I can get my dream if I try
Hood dreamer
Hood dreamin all of my life
A Hood dreamer
If you feel me put yo hands in the sky
[Willy Northpole:]
Yea, PVS glistening
Never had a pot to piss in
Too much dope for competition
Why would I want to stop and diss him?
We from the same
No need to bang
Understand the lanes
You go here
I go there
Yo go lion
I'll go bear
We can share
Yea in the jungle too much food on the plate
Nah Nah Nah he ain't my friend so I had to move on that fate
Let 'em hate it's a fact
I'm a cloud and he's a doormat
I used to ceram rap now
I surround rap
Went from double up sales to
Double X L
Had nothing in my pocket now my face is on the shelf
I was FED X and UPS hey what's in the box you'll be guessing
I was stressing hopin that it land now I'm the man cause I'm a...
[B.O.B: x2]
Yea, well I'm a
Hood dreamer
Hood dreamin all of my life
I'm a dreamer
I can get my dream if I try
Hood dreamer
Hood dreamin all of my life
A Hood dreamer
If you feel me put yo hands in the sky
[B.O.B:]
Livin in the city
All I ever seen was diamonds and women
24/7 on my television
So good hood livin is what I envision
In the hood sleepin
Livin in the city
All I ever seen was diamonds and women
24/7 on my television
So good hood livin is what I envision
In the hood sleepin
[B.O.B: x2]
Yea, well I'm a
Hood dreamer
Hood dreamin all of my life
I'm a dreamer
I can get my dream if I try
Hood dreamer
Hood dreamin all of my life
A Hood dreamer
If you feel me put yo hands in the sky
[Willy Northpole:]
Yea... this if for the ghetto kids all over the world

[gun loaded]
[gun cocks]
[Intro:]
Heheheh!
Yeah, fuck this nigga man this niggaz, gay! (hehehe!)
This nigga had a tongue ring!
Any nigga woulda... that's all I need to hear's a nigga had a tongue ring, on top of that! (yeah!)
Ooh, yeah!
'Member Sisqo had that sun on his stomach! (heheheheh!)
That sun shit on his navel!
That nigga got that shit on his chest...
You could see, you could still see that shit he tried to cover it up with the N.W.A shit!
Youkno'msayin'? (hahahahaha!)
Plus the nigga was a stripper!
Never denied bein' a stripper! (hehehe!)
On top of that, his favorite player... uh... basketball player was Dennis Rodman! (hehehehe!)
So you know this nigga is a fuckin' weird-o, man!
Now that he got the butterfly on his eye, nigga that shit startin' to come out man!
Man, let's get this nigga! (hahahahah!) [beat starts]
[Intro:]
Yeah, Willy! (GGG-GGG!)
South Phoenix! (GGG-GGG- G-UNIT!)
Skip this nigga, man!
HotRod, Carnegie whattup? (GGG-GGG!)
Let's go!
G-Unit! (GGG-GGG G-UNIT!)
[Verse:]
Nigga it's the last supper. - And I'm sittin' in the middle, (uuuh!)
This is straight from the heart! - No gimmicks and no riddles!
After dinner table. - Whattup Bank$? Whattup Buck? (whattup?)
Whattup Fif'? Whattup Yay'? Shit's about to get rough. (hahahaha!)
What? ! - I ain' supposed to beef cause I'm brand new? !
Nigga you a rod! - If a motherfucker hands you.
A couple of dollars can (uh!) put your daughter in college (yeah!)
To slaughter a couple of rap niggaz to talk greasy.
GAYme, Joey and Jada that shit is too easy!
Get to know Willy! - Y'all about to meet Willy.
A beast, I beg this nigga 50 to: "Free Willy! "
First off this nigga, GAYme bang you little Red homie! (uh!)
Dead rappers tattoed on you, oh is them your dead homies? !
Nigga I know your past about that tat on your neck!
You got it big enough to cover that Crip set
Yeah, yeah! GAYme flipped! - GAYme used to be a Crip!
Curtis Junior High was no Bloods, all Riffs!
I got fam' in Carson, I got fam' in Compton! (uh!)
You pretty young thing! - Faggot-ass tongue ring!
You disloyal nigga; jus' let me know one thing!
You was quick to diss Ja, but when it came to Joe
And Jadakiss! - That's when the GAYme became a hoe!
You talked a lot of shit to Irv and lil' bro,
But was scared of competition cause Ja had lil' flows.
50 put you under his wing when you had no tats!
When you had no game! When you had no straps! (uh!)
When you had no name, you called my nigga Ratchet! (what niggas? !)
GAYme gay how the fuck you diss Jay? !
And turn around and apologise the next day. (hahahaha!)
I see the bitch in this nigga jus' like a X-Ray!
You better keep the Doctor if you wanna stay paid
It ain't a "Squad" of "Terror" - since the porn era!
Fat Joe, fat funky! - Big nasty, sweat junkie!
Joe garbage, the nigga rap retarded!
You can't go platinum so why the fuck you got artists? !
+Lean Back+, backward ass your whole fuckin' Squad WACK!
New king of the jungle, y'all a couple of Bobcats, ha!
I'm too clever, can't beat me, it's G-Unit, can't cheat me!
Ready for war two-thousand lunges!
Two-thousand pull ups and two-thousand cruntches.
For Jada' and his punchers, I'm here to straight free Yonkers
WHY is the Lox fake they really ain't no shooters? !
WHY it's only hit came from a G-Unit producer? !
WHY this niggaz talk tough - like they rough and gritty? !
And turn around and get robbed and did a show with Diddy! (faggot-ass niggas!)
You niggaz is titties! You niggaz is pussy! - Pull out your dushes!
Back in the day I wouldda hopped out the bushes (uuuh!)
But that was back in the day when I was runnin' with pushers! (uh!)
Wasn't the Lox niggaz +Money, Power, Respect+? !
Puff Daddy was a pimp, did y'all ever get a "Cheque"? !
Did y'all ever get "Respect"? ! Did y'all ever get "Power"? !
Cause last time I checked every album went sour,
Shit! - Fuck The Lox, Fat Joe and them other guyz!
I wish my nigga would get a tat' of a butterfly. (youkno'msayin'?)
Back to the GAYme, you in trouble you gay hoe!
You used to be a stripper with N.W.A flows!
Get it off your chest nigga! - Let Eazy rest nigga!
Willy signed you would never have the West nigga!
Wild Wild West flow at it's best nigga,
I ain't from the Coast but I'm a West "Ghost"!
A South Phoenix vet' and I'm far from a gang rookie! (yeah!)
South Phoenix love me on Broadway, I'm Tookie! (yeah!)
Give a fuck about your five shots - Cali-bon got popped!
Do that give him street cred on the block? ! NO!
You had a scholarship, GAYme was on some college shit
I heard that mixtape I laughed that's he talked!
A Blood sayin': "If I was a Crip, I C-Walk! " (hahahaha!)
What the fuck did he say; this nigga is gay!
Shots out to them Broadway gangsterz
6-0-2 and a nigga that created this wanksta!
Fifty you tried! - You shoulda pulled this cat to the side
Studied his past and noticed that this dude was fag!
"Change Of Heart" that nigga got dissed by that lame broad!
And said that: he watched the whole show with his gang squad!
Come on man! - I had to expose his flat face,
Mush face, tongue ring eat a bitch puss face!
Hollywood Blood, fake Hollywood thug!
50 doin' movies with mad hollywood plug!
So tell all 'em G-Unot pick a sign slaves!
That's happy the world! - G-Unot PAID!
All that tough talk DVD is bluff
Nigga you in the same state, you can't even touch Yuk'!
50 smart! - If he wanted to he can find you
He can touch you - and them broke niggaz behind you, (hahahaha!)
Nigga! - I got a whole state behind me, that's power!
Untouchable! - You couldn't wet Willy in the shower!
Cause when I hit the Game I started with 50 Cents,
I made Young Bucks! - Bank$, ever since, nigga!
[Outro:]
Yeah!
Hahahahaha!
Fuck you nigga! Fuck all y'all niggaz!
Oh now my nigga a rat, huh? !
He a snitch? !
You used to run with the nigga!
The nigga put money in your pocket, nigga there wouldn't be no GAYme!
Youkno'msayin'?
You disloyal nigga!
Jus' admit you got scared!
When it's, when it's time to beef with them nigga you-you cracked up under pressure!
You scared of them industry niggaz!
You wasn't built for that G-Unit shit, it's competition in this game right now!
Fake-ass nigga!
Then on the DVD... you went to the nigga house... the nigga, the nigga wasn't even at home!
Youkno'msayin'?
Y'all niggaz is like high school kids and shit, man.
This nigga signin' deals for movies and y'all niggaz in...
In the motherfuckin' woods... lookin' at the nigga crib, nigga!
Gay-ass niggaz!
You and them broke niggaz!
Nigga you should'a hopped the fence nigga; knocked on a nigga door...
Trespassin' nigga!
That's a legal reason to pop your ass!
Talkin' all that street shit nigga, you fake nigga! I see through that shit!
You could fool these muhfuckin' fans nigga but you can't fool a real, nigga!
Youkno'msayin'?
I know them Blood niggaz out there!
Hey man I'm a tell you like this, nigga!
It's whatever when you see me!
This is G-Unit!
It's Willy... HotRod, Carnegie whattup niggaz?
All my SouthSide niggaz!
My Phoenix vet's!
Hey GAYme don't try to turn this into no... no LA/Phoenix shit, nigga!
Handle your own beef, nigga!

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i'm so gangsta wit it
black rag gangsta fitted
tattooed from tha land where tha man say tha gangstas did it
they say me i kinda lie say i aint did it
cuz i'm a g and i go hard to tha paint wit it
i dont harlem shake no i dont snap fangaz no i spit club bangaz I clap ya gang bangaz I do it for the big boss as Rick Ross as Young Jeezyz get it for you hard white or green peazys Im the weatherman snowchase to cheddaman that butta on that popcorn get you robbed and popped on pants sang black dickies gotta couple essays wit me New York ghetto pass all i gotta say is 50 im good on the West cuz Spida Loc my ryda folk outta townaz come to Phoenix we show you ni**az how to smoke Body Tatted up the Thug way ni**a like the subway the subway the subway body marked up body body marked up like tha subway tha subway tha subway and whole body body marked up body body marked up like the subway the subway the subway and whole body body marked up body body marked up like the subway the subway the subway and whole body body marked up body body marked up like the subway the subway the subway and whole
Ni**az wanna floss wit ya tick tocks get robbed get popped especially if my sh*t flop he flossin thats his fault thats tha reason he got his clothes pushed backwards like criss cross back say Broadway run up on you in Broad Day The Phoenix Boys will make your block smooth like shawday better sing along and bring along a couple of friends cuz when them no remorse boys hop out a couple of vans check it willy never back down betta check tha background got lito in Sac-Town ni**az wanna chat now im in tha club wit them thangz that pow pow Thug turn around and keep dancin to Bow Wow you see them boys wit tattoos street homies inked up Willy Northpole yes so criminal linked up I never been a joke Yeah I was in to dope Yeah Phoenix i been a pope Ya boy been a Loc Body Tatted Up the Thug way ni**a like the subway the subway the subway Lets Go body marked up body body marked up like the subway the subway the subway and whole body body marked up body body marked up like the subway the subway the subway and whole body body marked up body body marked up like the subway the subway the subway and whole body body marked up body body marked up like the subway the subway the subway and whole