hurt me, There's no way you can hold me, You can't control me just let me be me I don't need no pick-a-me-up, No putting me down, Treating me nice
me, There's no way you can hold me, You can't control me just let me be me I don't need no pick-a-me-up, No putting me down, Treating me nice,
y'know? Verse One: Tell me baby are you lonely? Don't wanna rush ya I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya If I'm wrong love tell me, cause I get
[GUNSHOT] Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee) is that 50 Cent/Pac joint ready? [gun cocking] Let me know, holla [2Pac - from the song "Smile"] There's gon' be
your hair if you call me [Chorus] [Verse Three: 2Pac] Pardon me, but let's be specific Baby cause if you down with me, nigga we can kick it And
] Yo Redd Spyder (ooh-wee) is that 50 Cent/Pac joint ready? [gun cocking] Let me know, holla [2Pac - from the song "Smile"] There's gon' be some stuff
the silliest Tell me, are you feelin' this? Not just for little kids Little Women be strong enough We rock long enough, for real But the ones that been waitin' to drop
The Sickness, it's only of the chosen he said often that money would change a fake nigga you can replace me an mace me but cant erase me off the rictor
it, homie, it can't be done Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop I'ma take it to the top Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby) [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I apply pressure
was the pimp in me (pimp in me) In eighty-nine, I went on tour with Eazy-E (Eazy-E) A bunch of fine bitches tryin to sleep with me Every night, sold
for too long The world's in hibernation - let's have a war There's a struggle that's goin' on And there's pressure to stay on top When the economy starts to drop
know crackers with correct ID In other words I95 is where you find me And buy guns from me In exchange for crack Road maps Got me transporting gats
sus with the miracles I can't turn water into wine But I can drop a hard rhyme that's slaughterin your spine (huh) Calm under pressure like Tom Brady,
I'm gassed if I slip and forget they name Workin forty hours puttin up with bull{shit} When my label stressin me to stay consistant with lyrics It's pressure
enough to egotistically display. The diamonds you was suppose to get today. [Verse 1:] You've got me in this position Don't make me feel all alone ....oh no baby All this pressure
pay me... niggas locked up tryna spray me... I gotta warrent so I'm shakin'... seems like I'm all out of blessings... own know if god tryin' test me...
No feedback, ease back, let the beat crack But Uncle Sam said he wanna see tax Make the beeswax, no relax Run around the map and leave tracks You can call me
stood for You'll be trapped in your office You'll be trapped in traffic You'll be trapped in your home You'll be trapped in your church You'll be trapped