him That's my word That's my word and I stand on it Take a chance on me Start answerin' these phone calls, there homie Move on, let's go do us I'm
kick him to the curb Needta leave him right where you found him Shawty you gon' be without him That's my word [Verse 2:] That's my word and I stand on
him to the curb Needta leave him right where you found him Shawty you gon' be without him That's my word [Verse 2:] That's my word and I stand on it
lit up the boom and now may I presume? (yeah) Now about 3 o'clock I had to meet my crew I looked at my watch and then I noticed it was half past 2 I
logic I'm tryna get my one's up stack my issues Finger on my stapler or should I say pistol From the bay, where they made the word playa hater Where
Two very bloody bodies on the streets A nosey ass cop and a nigga that robbed from me Run from your backup punk, how you figure? My finger's on the trigger
die for me (Naw what I mean) I hit the scene Niggas ducking for my Guillotine Stare I'm right there My every word A fucking night mare Getting high
my mom's use to smoke back in the 70's [echo] Maybe that's why in the 90's I drop g's when I drop degrees [echo] When I ease across the block With
Word on roll you hold my pistol My gangsta bitch that you always in the mood for love that's why I'm sleeping with you Though not the man of your dreams, my
en? (hell naw) After all this shit I did with my Mac-11 Did I sell my soul? Mama woulda saved me That's the way that daddy raised me Oh God, help me I
gettin nearer [Chorus 2X: 2Pac] Who do you believe in? I put my faith in God, blessed and still breathin And even though it's hard, that's who I believe
roll you hold my pistol, my gangsta bitch-ich You always in the mood for love, that's why I'm sleepin witchu Though not the man of your dreams, my plan
beat you wit my pistol like Kane did Charlie, It's T.O.N.Y.Y.A.Y.O., My whole clique got dough, my Os on the fly hole, C4s, we fly on linz, And my rocks
Gather round hustlers, that's if you still living Black Album dropping, who's gone fill my position Um...It's not often I lose Who's the next king to
that, man And be prepared for anything that jump off You know what I'm sayin? Yo Rhome, man Tell em what that cop did to that kid [Tony Rhome] Yeah man, that's
it's so official Them I'm takin a trip too with no pistols Cause everything peace only sand no streets Little Miami Heat that's the plan we'll see Two
they had me locked up down in Buck's County But I beat that wrap, you never catch me on a beat that's whack I can't eat like that Reef that cat who cock
the fools in the street that?s always blastin? [Chorus x2] Aiyyo my dreams are filled with terror Shots gettin? nearer Paralyzed and right in front of my eyes it?s
