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WALL STREET Album: CHARGE IT TO THE GAME chill out (2005) ID: 613475 Date and time (posted): 2006-01-20 14:31:05 To comment on this (Or read other comments), Please scroll down BLACK WALL STREET *Listen to song width="300" height="250" marginwidth="0" hspace="0" vspace="0" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"> You are viewing lyrics of BLACK WALL STREET by THE GAME from chill out the album CHARGE IT TO THE GAME (2005) at LyricsAndSongs.COM I Made You! Yes I Made You! Mr. Potatohead I Made You! I Made You! I Made You! I Made You! chill out Mr. Potatohead I Made You! Theres no batteries in my back I show you niggas how I move (Move Echo) 50 ain't gangsta Lloyd Banks ain't gangsta Yayo ain't gangsta Young Buck, you know you ain't gangsta You at what you niggas made Ain't that a bitch Created a monster Kicked me outta G-Unit Put me in converse Matter of fact give me a dick Just like Olivia so you can suck my shit Gimme a pen So I can be the hardest in the click Wind me up nigga then gimme some lips So I can talk about ya faggot Niggas aint no thugs While im at it tell Young Buck gimme some white gloves So I can cover my fingerprints in ya blood I need a get away car you can put it on dubs Make
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